#september-stardust

[dg-fragments]

We belong together forever

Together we are timeless.

With you, I'm infinite.

Our tomorrow is boundless.

Together our love's endless.

With you, I'm love.

Our future is together.

You hold my present.

You are my existence.

My heart is my gift.

My soul is yours.

We are each other’s.

I belong to you.

Through all the seasons.

And through the storms.

My hand in yours.

My heart within yours.

Together we are timeless.

Forever we'll be infinite.

- Stardust and Fragments

A beautiful heartfelt collab with the amazing @september-stardust ✨

[cruxymox]

What has been the hardest poem for you to write?

oooh. *very* good question. let me rummage through. answer incoming at some point soonishly.

[leftiswhatgodmademe]

A lover does not simply marvel at the quivers, shudders, convulsions, and moans. They study the arch of the spine, the tensing of muscles, and the reach and writhing of limbs. When breaths are short and heavy, what words beyond 'oh my god' are there to be heard? A skilled lover creates constellations with tongue and teeth and lips and nails. No tool is left unused, no bruise is left unkissed, no stain is left unnamed.

“Attributes of a skilled lover”

[mararev]

Poetry for a Lover

My desires reflect in your words

As you fulfill my wildest fantasies

You light up a burning passion within

One that has not been rekindled for so long

The stars could only watch in envy

At the love that we are sharing

For our moans and sounds of pleasure

Is something that they cannot ignore

I implore you not to stop

As my lips continue to meet yours

And in the silence of the night

Our thrusts and echoes soon subside

Your feather touch on my skin

The way your chest rises and falls

I love the sight of you on top of me

I am spent, but wanting more.

Prompt from @september-stardust 21 NSFW Prompts No. 13: I am spent but wanting more.

[amirtamino]

monday. 21:05.

do you ever wish you could take away someone else's problems, in exchange making them your own?

[read: 21:10]

wednesday. 20:52

for you, my love, i’d do it in a heartbeat. it’s 20:41 when i get your message and i think my brain short-circuits, a running loop of you don’t deserve this you don’t deserve this you don’t deserve this you don’t—

and though it’s you who’s so clearly suffering, it’s my breath that hitches, caught somewhere within, tongue bit to stifle everything i’d like to say to you because i can’t, because how can i speak when i cannot breathe, and what do i say to a boy who deserves so much more?

wednesday. 21:02

he’s my best friend, i love him so much.

me too. he’s going to be okay.

(i wish i could trust myself as much as you trust me)

wednesday. 21:14

[4 weeks ago] perks of driving alone: you can just scream in your car if you’re feeling upset and no one will hear you

you can’t drive alone, yet. i tell myself that’s a good thing. because someone will hear you. someone does hear you. i try to remind you, over and over and over but now it hits me and i choke on my own screams—

what if you don’t want me to listen?

wednesday. 21:19

i took your message as a cry for help.

was i wrong to?

i can’t process, can’t think, can’t breathe because you don’t deserve this you don’t deserve this you don’t deserve this—

wednesday. 21:20

[recipient: myself] i would like to exchange. please, god, tell me how. tell me it’s possible. tell me, because he doesn’t deserve this.

oh, but my darling, he may not deserve this but that does not mean you do.

[drmorbius12]

dew drop glistening

creation or distraction

dance the reflection

[artemisial]

r a d i a n c e

we’ve been told

a thousand times

that we are 

the stuff of cosmos,

that we are 

galaxies and supernovas, 

that we are 

brilliant,

yet so few 

choose to believe it —

so many dismiss it as

hollow positivity,

sentiment without meaning

words without value.

for they judge themselves

by what they see 

in front of them—

by reflections and

the words of others so

to all those who ask

“where is my starlight?”,

i say, you are looking

in the wrong place.

step away from the mirror, 

step off the ground,

look up at the sky

for that reflects within.

[she-wears-glasses]

She Shines in The Dark

Rain drops flood the city streets tonight. She’s out in the dark cold world on her own.

Black wraps around her. But it’s not the night sky’s emptiness that makes her shiver.

When someone abandons her from a hug she shivers. When there’s an empty space next to her bed she shivers.

Yet here alone on city streets she braves the rain in search to put an end to shivers she goes home to.

She continues on her quest until she is stopped by her own reflection.

Hair plastered against skin. Coat drenched in rain. Boots stained with mud. But she saw in her eyes, a burning courage that ceased all doubt that she was strong. That she was beautiful. That she was worthy.

She realized she could stand on her own as her own kind of woman. She was unlike any other. She was unique. She was captivating. She shines in the night and burns brighter in the day.

This was the night she stopped shivering.  

This was the night she started living.

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A collaboration by @september-stardust and @that-girl-in-glasses1995 . Thank you @september-stardust !