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Rated: E · Other · Emotional · #1605134
Recollecting the past and the pain that goes with that.
As night falls my forlorn soul is impotent

Stock still memories hobble me

Harmonic melodies are lost

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Stuck in the valleys of my mind

Hidden in the gray areas

Places not eluded to by any reality

Darkness engulfs me

The dark hues settle like fog

Easily obscures my view of past and future

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My love arises in the complexity of my thoughts

I sink into my unreality

Visiting there for a time

Envisioning moments once real

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Gilted rays that twinkled on rugged cheeks

Slightly raised flesh mounds

Curving every so minutely

Upon the bends of the human enraptured essence

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Late was the hour my hands grappled hungrily for you

Caressing your supple lips with mine

Tracing lines like routes to a secret treasure chest

As yours was to my touch, the treasure , the prize

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A box so full with precious secrets, whispered promises

Fervently I beg, take me forward with you

Not left behind in agony of what could not be

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Drops of golden stars fall as remembered love shown glistening

As eyes pierce my heart, they see the truth

Attached to me with hooks, that barb and snare

Never released, immobile in this place of torment

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Love like this continually radiant, even over time

Never tarnishing, so bright it blinds foresight

No thought known can destroy it's existence
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