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 Dec 2024 dee
jeffrey conyers
Maybe, my kisses sweet.
Maybe, my kisses warm.
But you should expect this from a man of love.
Expect this.

Maybe, my hugs are tight.
Maybe, my hugs just right.
Maybe, you feel them more at certain time of nights.
But you are dealing with a man of love.

Maybe I am more expressive than anyone you ever known.
I offer no apologies.
Maybe I bring more to romance than you ever experienced.
But you should expect this from a man of love.

There will be reasons your smile.
There will be reason to fantasize.
But expect this from a man of love.
Expect this.
 Dec 2024 dee
Zelda
CHAOS
 Dec 2024 dee
Zelda
Hush, Love

I think I loved you in every universe,
Every timeline,
Every fragment of creativity,
In every self-proclaimed artist's mind.
I think this love exists outside of time.

It's tragic—
Hurricanes on Jupiter,
Tripping us up, ripping us apart.
If we get too close,
We'll get it right eventually.
Until then,
Close your eyes.

Hush, Love.

You and I
Were never states at war,
Only states of chaos—
CHAOS,
chaos.

I had that dream again—
Mesopotamia, 722 BCE.
Between the politics and the bathhouse.

Your kindness, my cold, cold heart.
I broke all your chains.
I know the cost is my beheading.
We'll escape in the middle of the night.

Hush, Love.

You and I
Were never states at war,
Only states of chaos—
CHAOS,
chaos.

The world
Views it as black and white
You're turning red, blue... translucent,
Between the politics and the internet.

Your kindness, my cold, cold heart.
I broke all your codes.
I know the cost is my cancellation.
We'll stay up until the dawn breaks.

Hush, Love.

You and I
Were never states at war,
Only states of chaos—
CHAOS,
chaos

I know we could lose everything
If we get too close
In every universe, every timeline
But I won't lose you
And you won't lose me

It's tragic—
Hurricanes on Jupiter.
So close your eyes,
Gliding on fragments of...
Stardust

Hush, Love.

We will never be states of war
Our love exists outside of time.
It's—
Beautiful.
Golden.
Chaos.

Ok, dear
Dec 18, 2024
 Dec 2024 dee
Elizabeth Kelly
I saw something today on Instagram
One of my many astrology pages
Informing me that this is the time
To let go of pessimism
And external validation.

First of all,
I’m not pessimistic.
I’m a ******* delight.

Secondly.
How would I ever get anything done
Without the promise of a
High five at the end?

Silly moon,
You know not your small pale daughter.
Leave me in peace
And I will leave you to your royal fullness.
 Dec 2024 dee
Jīn Sīyǎ
Silent cry
 Dec 2024 dee
Jīn Sīyǎ
Words in my mind lingered there,
like the warmth after a sunset.
Longing to depart from my lips,
but in a battle with the mind.

Buried the words in my heart,
wrapped up with the pain.
Those words would have saved you,
If only I'd known the power they held.
I should have let you known everything. I am sorry...
 Dec 2024 dee
Icarus
Enough
 Dec 2024 dee
Icarus
Why must I be
E
N
  O
   U
     G
      H
For you?

What is
E n o u g h?

I am sorry I am
Unsatisfactory.
I will change, I swear.
Let me change.
H o w
D o   I

C
H
  A
   N
    G
     E
      ?

Help me change.
Help me be who you want me to be.
Help me be the person I am not.
Help me be the better person, the other version of me.
Help me change.
HELP
ME.

Help me, so I can be good enough for you.
Good enough for them.
Good enough for myself.
 Dec 2024 dee
Arobeum
I would write about you hundred times over till my breath is hitched,
And I no longer feel the blood in my veins.
I would remember your name even If i have alzheimer's disease.
Remember your every feel till I am numb and till death makes me sleep.
 Dec 2024 dee
Sylvia Plath
The Rival
 Dec 2024 dee
Sylvia Plath
If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating.
Both of you are great light borrowers.
Her O-mouth grieves at the world; yours is unaffected,

And your first gift is making stone out of everything.
I wake to a mausoleum; you are here,
Ticking your fingers on the marble table, looking for cigarettes,
Spiteful as a woman, but not so nervous,
And dying to say something unanswerable.

The moon, too, abuses her subjects,
But in the daytime she is ridiculous.
Your dissatisfactions, on the other hand,
Arrive through the mailslot with loving regularity,
White and blank, expansive as carbon monoxide.

No day is safe from news of you,
Walking about in Africa maybe, but thinking of me.
 Dec 2024 dee
Sylvia Plath
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"
 Dec 2024 dee
n
senseless
 Dec 2024 dee
n
i wake up in a sweat, but i am so cold
i check the clock, its only been an hour
i haven’t slept in such a long time

far, or near
i can always feel it

am i the moth
or am i the flame

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