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( 1 ) A p o c r y p h a
" My love, I loved. Have you loved me too? " Love didn’t have arms but it was enough to send us both off the edge.
( 2 ) V e n u s
I am but a rose, beguiling though I am thorned, have faith and touch me.
( 3 ) A l b e d o
Such sweet cruelty, seeing your star-filled gazes, once again, i'm lost.
( 4 ) T h e S t a r s
Sighing stars once sang to me on a blooming dawn of crystal August summer;
his promise, so timeless it was made to coalesce- unforgettable as insignia on my golden skin, permanently screaming.
It whispered, forlorn- an impending ancient curse from the Hinterlands;
Your words of promised love brewed ataxia, became vapor residue of empty Frappuccino cups.
“Beware of the blue-eyed and curly-haired one; a tempest so luscious and irresistible for someone so fragile and eager. For sure, it will ravage you.” they said.
I should've listened to the stars.
( 5 ) R a v en - f e a t h e r e d R o m a n c e
Ravaged lips kept swollen. The lilacs bloomed, unbidden; and yet every suffocating kiss, one black hole both of us still dares to sip.
Leave us once more to drown.
( 6 ) T h e G r a n d T o u r
Thank you for seeing museums in me where I saw empty hallways.