Sancturari

Pretty eyes that are crisp flecks of brown

like an oak tree

tall like one too

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Pretty eyes that are crisp flecks

of brown,

like an oak tree.

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What it’s like to be

It’s always feeling the bones in your body shiver

It’s a heart that is loudly singing and beating

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Love always ends in hate would be a good book title my book title about my fucked up love life that wasn’t suppose to happen

Maybe not now in this winter

but eventually,

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Coming from you, your words and affirmations. Destroy yourself and habits and inevitable influences consumed throughout aging let everything come and let it foster itself but know it’s always meant to

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His touch burns and I quiver,

my body frozen in place after his caresses, he pulls me down onto him & I crash into him much like sea stacks being smacked by the current. We become a vision of water an

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He was devastating like the sun after rain, peaking through the clouds.

Dark and ominous as two sides of a human.

I cradled his face like I always knew it was the last.

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I wish I was vengeful it’s surprising how badly you can be hurt and how long it lasts and yet you hold yourself back from inflicting the same pain onto someone else. Temptations are there but it feels

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She’s in a whirlwind of fantasies

and he makes it reality.

When his lips veer into her ear and the warmth awakens a playful grin.

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