

Come what may If you don't mind terribly,Come what may by ~Hiwiwy
(of course, if you do, I will pay no heed,
because you've taught me to be selfish
and selfish I shall be.)
I shall borrow your words
and make them my own
You spoke them, after all,
but did not make them true
They will find themselves much more welcome
much more sincere
being rolled off my tongue
being pushed through my lips
(and this speaks not of you lying, per se,
but more so of cowardice
which I had chosen long ago
to mistake for introversion)
Worry not,
I will take good care of them
your words:
come what may
But not of you nor
your halfhearted inte


Take me to the seaside I still haven't forgotten the feeling;Take me to the seaside by ~Hiwiwy
your
rough hands
weathered from spinning tales
in my hair
flowing through braids like salty winds
Polished rocks cushioned us
soft and supple like
beckoning lovers
And here we'd lay down
our marital bed
and hear the sea
You'd smell like summer
and
the stars'd be painted on your
freckled
cheeks


Insiders We used to have this littleInsiders by ~Hiwiwy
joke between us, you and I:
'How are you?' you would say,
And I would answer, peas in a pod,
'This minute, this breath, this heartbeat?
I'm fine, I'm just fine.'
And we would move on to other things,
But you never forgot, and neither did I
And your fingers are plaited together just like my hair
as you look at me like you're afraid of what I'll do
to myself
'How are you?' you say, waiting for my
cooperation, the fulfilling of my designated role.
Peas in a pod, dime a dozen, perfectly timed comes the clue:
'This minute, this breath, this heartbeat?
I'm fine' I say
'I'm just fine.'
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The devil makes us sin. . but we like it when we're spinning in his grip.
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"If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating."
- Sylvia Plath
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"If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating."
- Sylvia Plath
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silence blossoms like tumors on our lips....
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"If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating."
- Sylvia Plath
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"If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating."
- Sylvia Plath
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no great genius has ever existed without some touch of madness. --aristotle
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"If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating."
- Sylvia Plath