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  Jun 18 Tokitou
Asuka
1.Your hand finds my heart,
not to claim, but to listen—
love breathes in stillness.


2.Eyes meet in silence,
the world folds into a sigh—
only we remain.


3.Touch like falling rain,
gentle, warm, and infinite—
I bloom in your arms.


4.Lips speak in pulses,
not of lust but devotion—
a fire held soft.


5.After the closeness,
I wear your gaze like a shawl—
quiet and complete.
  Jun 18 Tokitou
Cadmus
They asked me once,
“Why do you always take the hard path?”

I said,
“It’s not that I choose it
It’s just the only path I see.”

Not all of us are given options.

Some roads are rough
because that’s all there is.
Sometimes, life doesn’t offer a choice between easy and hard - it simply gives a road, and we walk it.
  Jun 18 Tokitou
Kezexxe
I saw myself in the distance,
In a daze,
I tried to get to me,
But I got lost in the haze.
Tokitou Jun 18
When love fails
no hope can prevail
not a smidget of happiness
it brings a sense of lastlyness
like pains zings
it makes your heart sting
all the love fails
like shes leaving setting sail
no love letters
just a feeling of fetters
all the pain and misery
wrapped up in a beautiful mystery
i wrote this cause im going through a hard time right now...and it seems love has failed me...miserably
Tokitou Jun 14
why does my heart feel so lonely?
because he used to say you were the only
why can't i get out of bed in the morning
cause you keep giving him glory

when my heart aches who will love me?
find someone new to see
what about when promises dont keep?
then a truthful person is good to be

what if all my love comes crashing down
keep your head up and do not wear a frown
so if i love,will there be pain?
yes,but with love,pain is not gain
i made this from the bottom of my heart for all those who have suffered loss.
  May 26 Tokitou
Kalliope
I've watered this garden for ages
Yet nothing ever grows
I've consulted botanical mages
They haven't the time for my trivial woes

I've pruned with bloodied fingertips-
Soil so stubborn, refusing to shift
I've given every pamphlet a flip
Still no signs of a horticultural gift
At the very bottom seam
of my very favorite watering can
is a rusted hole
Tokitou May 26
in london
my little house
drinking coffee
wearing a blue blouse
discussing the next mystery
with professor layton
don paulo has been sinister lately
living in little london
just a poem about professor layton and me
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