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a ratio of freckles to starsvirginia,

you are floating away in
every direction:

a universe
of sunlight & marrow bones
i want to know

your touch
had vertigo then--
a certain horse sadness

i remember how you
would swallow the stars:
watch them glow through your cheeks

(no one told you
what they thought of light & dying
of being a constellation
drawn across your face)

you are the milky way:
a firefly drowning

but i will trail you--
hold your coat above the water

(a star
exploding a million miles away
with a number for a name)
This is my girlfriend.This is my girlfriend.
I found her all on my own.
She’s little,
And broken.
But still good.
Yeah,
Still good.
cool breeze across sultry skinorange morning
riverside
in the wind 
reeds bend 
like backs
yours arches 
like a bridge
in my breath
and my two lips cross 
your soft skin connection 
to reach the end
the heartland
open and waiting for me
There isThere is;

     Joy in your laughter, music in your voice
            Dance in your step, confidence in your stride
                  Pride in your heart, tranquility in your mind
                        Sweetness in your smile, fierceness in your eyes
                              Comfort in your presence, tenderness in your embrace

Nothing quite compares
CountermelodiesWhen it begins,
it’s like discovering
the decadence of music.
Perhaps your breath hitches
on the cello carrying the countermelody.
It reminds you of their voice,
as they warm spices in the kitchen
and you’d wrap your arms around them from behind,
like the horns come up from under
and saturate the harmony.
Their body feels familiar in all different ways,
a second listen granted to a beautiful movement.

You can’t tell them you repeat
the first song they showed you
because it smells like their skin
If you listen close enough.
And they can’t tell you that
they try to harmonize with your
speaking voice on the phone
What the Planets Dream ofThe romance of the stars
is one that only planets can dream of
so I told her
"let's become planets tonight.
Let's never go back
to the heart wrench of home.
There's too much beauty in
the world to see
to have our hearts be broken.
Let's write letter to each other
like Neil Armstrong writes the moon
every night to remind her
that he hasn't forgotten
everything they every had.
What they had was so precious."
You are a bittersweet beauty with hips that lie.Do I crave you because I crave a intense muse?

Poetry flows from my lips.

My heart bruises,

soul feels ripped.

I still want you.

I don’t need you.

I want you.

I want your flesh upon mine.

Whiskey lips and hips that don’t lie.

Bone against bone.

My body is my home.

Experience the bittersweet beauty.
A Particularly Cold NightPouring through the thin glass,
Chilling breaths of autumn waltz about silver curtain…
Invading like tides over a smooth river bed.
It contrasts…
The beauty of frigid air
Elegant spirits dancing about the room
Coated the warmth of her embrace.
As Ticking notions evade
And blackness haunts this vessel,
My heart sinks within her
Plunging deeper into the spectral night.
BeautySmiling into the sunshine I go,
the warm rays on my face as I walk.
The world around me is vibrant,
every color rushing to meet my gaze.
The world seems as if it is waiting for me,
opening its beauty to my eyes.
A drop of water touches my face,
from the sky they fall,
bringing out new color and life.
I sit in the rain as around me it falls.
I would try to find the most beautiful things,
but you are the most beautiful thing of all.
It hurtIt hurt you know,
Falling for you.

I felt very bump and bang,
Every bruise and break.
I tried to hold on,
I tried to slow down,
I tried to stop.
But it was inevitable.
Gravity was too much,
It kept pulling me down
To you.

And when I landed,
When I hit the ground
At your feet
I could barely breathe.
It was too much
For anyone to handle
Let alone me.

But I watched you reach down,
And felt you pick me up.
You gathered together
All my broken pieces
And worked for days
Making me whole again.

It took time
But I finally realised
That for me to fall down to you
Meant that you
Had fallen too.

So once I was rebuilt
I searched for your missing p
Eternal LoveI never thought this day would come so soon.
And yet I always knew it was to come.
For we are nothing but another side of each other.
For all those years we were two sides of a single coin,
Spinning round and round but never facing one another, never meeting.
But those days have passed. We have joined in more ways than one.
And now we complete each other, black and white, white and black…
Different but the same. We will always continue to fly under the same sky.
Together. Nothing else matters but the connection we share.
This connection which binds us, it runs through our veins, through our blood, long before we ever met.
Eternal. Like the symbols that matched our colours and understood our souls. 
let's play pretendplease hold me close and keep your eyes shut
i'll become the girl who broke your heart
and you'll be the boy who broke mine
ThiefCant you see she's a thief?
She stole your heart
And your breath
Now she's stealing your last name.
FrostBeneath saw-dust skies
You unfurl
Like the petals
Of distant and haunted gardens,
That are never quite real.

When the sun climbs
Down
And through the slats of my sister’s apartment window,
I claw at the fake mink bed-spread,
Watch dust particles come to rest.

I fall asleep and
You visit me
In my dreamscapes,
Your soul in a strange, alien-animal:
I know it’s you,
With a body full of
Warmth and
Soft love.
Happy Birthday Fox!Every moment spent with you,
Everything which we once knew,
Is now melting into the past,
You and I, our futures last.

Together our souls burn bright,
Like a hearth and candlelight,
Late night talks or daylight hours,
Poems about us, or poems about flowers,

Though we are so far apart.
You are forever engraved in my heart,
Each passing second with you,
Is worth a lifetime to me.
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Perfect Imperfections - Original Poem

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Perfect Imperfections - Original Poem

I hate my stupid hair,
unmanageable to no end
Don't like that I am shy,
can't even start a conversation
I hate my stupid smile,
I swear my teeth aren't straight
I'm nerdy, geeky, dorky,
and almost any name you can think
I'm clumsy, I feel useless,
my confidence slowly sinks

But he always calls me pretty,
says he loves my silky hair
Adores my gleaming smile,
says nobody can compare
He loves my quiet nature,
he says it's okay
To be a little brainy,
even if he doesn't  get straight A's
Says it's cute when I am clumsy,
or when I have courage defection
Though I call them flaws,
He calls them perfect imperfections

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Perfect Imperfections - Original Poemby ~Kawaii-chan13

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Something I though up but never typed or written.
Inspired by: countless love songs on the radio


SERIOUSLY, there needs to be more guys like this out there!
©2013 ~Kawaii-chan13
Category: Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Free Verse

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~XxViidGamexX Mar 2, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
That's so cute!!
I really love this~


....that's me...
....my crush is like that with some funny immaturity on the side...
....but he'll never feel the same for me TT^TT
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