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We dreamed side-by-side
Of oversized versions of youth
And knew it all
Because we had each other.
Someone recommended making scrapbooks,
So we’re drowning now
In scraps and rags and open wounds
When all we ever meant to be
Were versions of the truth.
Of oversized versions of youth
And knew it all
Because we had each other.
Someone recommended making scrapbooks,
So we’re drowning now
In scraps and rags and open wounds
When all we ever meant to be
Were versions of the truth.
Literature
Looking
I'm looking for somebody
That I can call my other half
He doesn't need to have muscular calves,
Or a chiselled jawline with cheekbones so dreamy
As long as he is pleasant to my eyes
Looks good wearing glasses or without it
Has good manners, won't resort to telling me white lies
I will love him whole, from his hard edges to his cuddly bits.
I'm looking for someone, my bene elim
Who I can dedicate the song "Somebody" by Depeche Mode
Martin Gore had sung all that I want to say to him
But still I wrote this because I'm in love & am plain bored
He will be my rock and my pillow
And I will share to him what makes me mellow
I will tell him about my
Literature
Cadence
it was the softest idea that occurred to me,
while tracing the fresh memory of
your fingers on my skin,
calming me, like the sun going down on the wet, green earth;
this was the tenderness in your face as my tired tears
wet the cushions.
I was wholly encased in your warmth.
there I was slowly suspended, embryonic;
not still, but in a state of cadence,
returning to myself - harmonic
and returning.
you've seen me,
I arrive back to you every morning at the end of my long journeys,
the night still fresh in my cold hair
and the smell of quiet lingering between my fingers;
all the stars still clinging to my clothes and
I arrive at your body. th
Literature
More
I now love you more
I cherish you more
I treasure you more
I hope to be your light
Wherever we are
Whenever we are
Beyond my heart
Beyond the lands
I now know no more than you
And I all I want to do is
with you.
P.S.: I will keep writing for you.
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Looking back on a long and happy friendship and suddenly feeling small and irrelevant, because in a few months we won't be together any more.
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I love this. (along with all your other work.) 