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While reading your name on a stained postcard
I remember our days and nights spent alone
I take out your picture and place it near me
And bring your poems and letters by the fire
I let your sweet voice whisper to me again
Even if it's just a sound made by imagination
Through the thin air I can see you once more
In dreams you are a reality I cannot grasp
You took me and swallowed my emotions
Blood was a wine you liked to have every now and then
In one breath I could give you my soul, leaving me
Unconscious, bleeding, drunk, enamoured, dellusional
You tell me this love is forbidden
And every moment must be kept a secret
Each kiss, soft and tender, is a clandestine gift
One that I wish to hide under my skin
I kept a promise no one knows about
To deny all what is admitted by you
It cost me my happiness and a few pennies
One makes crazy decisions for love
Yet one day you decide to forget me
Swearing we've never met before
Amnesia becomes your way of life
You don't cope anymore, you forget
We loved each other once, in a twisted way
I keep your letters as proof of that
A love that faded with time and memory
Shadows of a wild past, a possible present
An unreachable future.
I remember our days and nights spent alone
I take out your picture and place it near me
And bring your poems and letters by the fire
I let your sweet voice whisper to me again
Even if it's just a sound made by imagination
Through the thin air I can see you once more
In dreams you are a reality I cannot grasp
You took me and swallowed my emotions
Blood was a wine you liked to have every now and then
In one breath I could give you my soul, leaving me
Unconscious, bleeding, drunk, enamoured, dellusional
You tell me this love is forbidden
And every moment must be kept a secret
Each kiss, soft and tender, is a clandestine gift
One that I wish to hide under my skin
I kept a promise no one knows about
To deny all what is admitted by you
It cost me my happiness and a few pennies
One makes crazy decisions for love
Yet one day you decide to forget me
Swearing we've never met before
Amnesia becomes your way of life
You don't cope anymore, you forget
We loved each other once, in a twisted way
I keep your letters as proof of that
A love that faded with time and memory
Shadows of a wild past, a possible present
An unreachable future.
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that one...
That one…
That one girl that you wished for
That one girl that you lived for
That one girl that you’d die for
And the one girl you missed your chance for…
We want what we can’t have
It’s all the same with love
The one that makes you wish you had
The one that makes you cry
The one that makes you love her more
And the one that makes you fly
If you love her more than the world
You should never let her go
Because if she gets away from you
You will never forgive yourself
That one girl that you wished for
That one girl that you lived for
The one girl that you’d die for
And the one girl you missed your chance
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NighTale
Written on Sunday, January 4th 2015
As Night lovingly embraced Sky, her lover
And brought him down to her bosoms
Man sheltered themselves and fell still;
Not even their breathing was heard
While Stars danced above, lustful
Seducing before the lone, aroused Moon
Without Sun acknowledging their betrayal
Without Horizon witnessing their caresses
Then what story did mankind hold?
Too afraid to step into Darkness' domain
Too frail to bear the cold Frostbite;
Just hiding under the shade of blankets, shivering
That no soul under the Heaven said a word
That no tavern sang songs of the old
For there be only Silence, her and only ex
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Why not take out the topic of loves that only existed in dreams and my mind tricked me, making me believe it really happened?
Wrote it after an Inception-like dream I had.
I read this poem here: [link]
Do Not Use This Artwork Without My Permission.
Comments, critiques, typos, suggestions, point outs, smiles, faves, facepalms, treats, shooting stars, anything will always be very much appreciated
Wrote it after an Inception-like dream I had.
I read this poem here: [link]
Do Not Use This Artwork Without My Permission.
Comments, critiques, typos, suggestions, point outs, smiles, faves, facepalms, treats, shooting stars, anything will always be very much appreciated
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Great as always! Romy, you are a literary force to be reckoned with.