...And with him came the poem...
HystericalIf brainwashing works for the government, I see no reason why I shouldn't give it a shot.
Anywho, hear from you soon....
OR ELSE.
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by ~Nemo-Outis
In the bed where I am a SaintI wonder if there is a Church with a roof as covered in prayer as that over top of your bedroom, where we sweat upon a queen sized altar and moan the many names of God.In the bed where I am a Saint
Such a Church should be holy, and forgotten, as only ruined monasteries can be, kept safe from pilgrimages and lovers, with all of its tombs, empty and all of its relics long since carried away.
My knees cannot bend, but on such moss just as I have no teeth, but for your shoulder. If I have no tongue to sing loud praise, it is because my love is the pious recollection
by ~Nemo-Outis
She is the EarthShe is the Earth
She was the water.
With her pools of laughter, from which I used to greedily drink,
and her tides of mystery that could make the strongest spirit sink. I committed the last drops of my heart into the ocean of her smile, like a drunk who pours out his wine, to see how much was left in the vial.
She was the air. Refreshing, unrelenting her direction and her love were never clear, she could force me to my knees, merely by blowing in my ear. I hoped to catch her in the willow trees, that shimmered and swayed like the braids in her hair. but her gusts simply stripped me down to
by ~Nemo-Outis
Dressed up for NothingI wear my heart upon my sleeve, and shove them into my pocket; In among the loose change and broken leaves.Dressed up for Nothing
Which doesn't add up to much: just an empty socket.
I needed the space in my chest, for all those imagined memories of you. I wear it with my Sunday best,
Which the moths have begun to eat through
I'd ask you for a button,
but I don't know how to sew. See, I know that life summons but,
I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go.
by ~Nemo-Outis
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OverdueWe have come to the shore to worship~ The waves are lapping tongues of prayer.. and we vow. Both silenty Both differntlyOverdue
I wish to enter her like a dream Leaving my roots here on the beach like a pan of knives. And my past to unravel, with it's knots and gnarls... walk into the ocean letting it explode over my withered skin. The moon would love me in her way and my clothes would slip into the inky black. And she would embrace me like a good mother should.
Except we're here, standing. Awkward where the abyss throws itself to the sand &n
by ~maomau
VellumTo write love on her arms, a mark of ownership. You "belong" to me.Vellum
A scripture enwraps her body after a given time, they begin to form
the scribe and his parchment.
The vellum
smiles as
she reads
herself, the first
paragraph
scrolling
down her
left
forearm.
Her palm, a few lines of code, in a language she knows.
A
short
five
words
are
Written on each finger.
A swirl of script returns to h
by =SorrowBurn
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