

Siren's EyesIt was the radiance seen on your face that tugged my anchor - what always was my home was your foreign land. The meter by which I judged each space was to you a place of wonder, rivers pregnant with delights. I'd thought waters here to be waters there. The virgin in your eyes made me aware that this could be a fallacy. These sights needed to be seen, the waters tested for familiarity. If my heart can be stirred to life by another part of this ocean, my sails are not wasted; the harbor I've closed can open anew to foreign trade and otSiren's Eyes


Justice and DesertThe other TitansJustice and Desert
got off easy.
It was Atlas' punishment to hold the sky
separate from the earth.
Even the Olympians needed scapegoats, it seems.


The Bride's MaidYou find my stem arching toward the sun. That I love another is plainly etched on worn leaves, yet between our hearts the sum and length of trials waiting to be stretched withers away. The petals I shed go unnoticed beneath your lingering strokeThe Bride's Maid
as side by side towards the sky we grow blooming together. My roots swell and soak with the bounty of this sanctuary to reach once more for remembered pollen. Parting, we trust the soil to carry the pregnancy of this swollen moment. Our brief union births nourishment of soul to ease the miles crossed t
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hakuna matata? | daily lubbing
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Like a plane crash that never hits the ground.
come by my journal, find me dear.
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"I've taken enough walks alone
to know how real nothing is."
~dystopian-dream-girl
warner robins / macon. warner robins air force base.
i like pie.
-dan
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She said you can find a space between my arms if you will stay,
like if we ignore the systems,
they'll just blink out and quickly go away
--Hum
If working at Starbucks counts as starting a cult, I'm still signed up.
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