HOLOGRAPHIC HEARTS

POETRY, RHYMES, & RUNNING OUT OF TIME

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There is no revenge like oblivion;

Your illuminations and incantations will linger in the lanes of murky memoirs and half lit cigars.

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there is no peace amongst the stars;

only love and crystals glistening.

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all you wanted were some flowers;

not some guilded, ivory towers.

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I yearn for thee as much as the Sun misses the green fields of May;

she watches the gilded diamonds that stars be, enlighten the distance of his warmth;

the longing gaze of May creates dismay, and holds her heart in wilting stasis, wanting to feel the heat of where your finger traces.

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How love flows into verses;

words that echo through the churches,

and stop the heartache that comes to lurches.

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pride means nothing in search of love;

i’d crawl, kick, and trip to get a grasp of your lovely hips.

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Living. Crying. Dying. Fighting.

The only reasons for existence.

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every time when I wanted to say I love you, the thorns of memory slit across my throat.

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A pearlescent gaze exudes from her whirling emerald waves she claims as eyes;

The sea-foam that bedazzled our humble earth with Aphrodite clung to her legs with longing affection and twangs of lustful hunger;

Her chest was ordained with vice and luminescence that would give the stars a poisonous envy;

The gall in her character was external, but her heart will open and release the divine love and force of what God had intended as nature being one with man.

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Knocked the teeth of Life right out -

Save me the despair, and turn my lights out.

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mahogany bats and steel tacks

leave holes where love was lacked.

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Gripped. Grasped.

Tenderness was lost once you left.

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“Our blood and bones were made to be fragile; within our weakness, an indomitable will was attached by God as a parting gift.”

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you are who you are

but not what you’re not ;

I win when I will,

lose when I want.

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blood be forever the conduit of wrath;

once in one’s veins, the devil laughs.

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men were made of soul, never of flesh;

that’s why only a bullet is needed to the brain,

and the heart to be run over by a freight train.

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to love the flair of butterfly wings,

one must bear a wasp’s sting.