Aftermath
with you, i died
though my heart can beat,Â
and my body has heat,
i am not alive
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Aftermath
with you, i died
though my heart can beat,Â
and my body has heat,
i am not alive
Where Sad Things Go
take all of me with you
to where sad things go
we belong there now
both broken, we know.
mourning poems by Icey
Apple Blossoms and Hummingbird (detail) 1871. Martin Johnson Heade
In May
I remember how you cupped my cheek
That day
Both warm and cool, I couldnât understand
The way
You leaned down so quietly
To say
That I looked like Iâd been caught in
The rain
But the only storm I was forever in
To stay
Was the spring hurricane of your soul
In May
romance poems by Icey
Highway Lover
Iâll leave eventually,
Just watch me drive
because
The only time I feel something,
Is when Iâm going 85
romance poems by Icey
astriferous
homesick you make me more homesick for the stars homesick for your arms
love letters by Icey
An Ending
and in the cool night of fall weâve reached our ends and it is time to say goodbye
romance poems by Icey
Death
Youâll never notice how sad The stars become Without dark skies Empty and tragic Just like Your eyes
and I am sorry
romance poems by Icey
I Am Rotting And It Is Not Beautiful
And the weary astronaut asked the stars, âWhen do I get to come home To leave this fragile life ? This body I've been given; I feel it dying All around me. I am rotting And it is not beautiful Nor tragic nor romantic It is a slow disease Of the heart And mind of mine. Have I not learned my lessons And learned of my loves Embraced the earth and Embraced myself ? I am a weary astronaut now My bones are chilled and tired The life that you poured into me Has petered out by now And I am spent. So I beg of you, to let me come home To not feel pain nor love nor anger To slip into the deep depths of dark and sleep and burn Burn longer than time Burn long past since I've even Stopped Past my flame and past time itself And I long to rest, To glimmer down upon the skies. So please send me far away For I am a weary astronaut Who just wants to go home.â ,
But the stars never replied.
romance poems by Icey
But I Wonât
Finally she has left me, With nothing remaining but the petals in my hand, and the frost in my heart. Oh, I'll forget about her I'll forget about her when, the moon turns to ashes, and the birds sing nevermore.
romance poems by Icey
While I Love You
While I love you Donât make me cry While I love you Donât say goodbye While I love you My heart is full While I love you Iâll always be whole So while I love you Hold me tight For when I donât love you Iâll be set right
romance poems by Icey
wishes wrapped up like garland roses