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you taste like liquid luck

a one in a million chance

sweeter than honey

a field of four leaf clovers

to think in another life

we could've slipped by each other

like ships in the night

our paths never crossing

our gaze never meeting

but this gift i was granted

feels just like flying too close to the sun

the warmth of you seeping into my bones

always bright but never burning

my wax wings spread wide

soaring towards the horizon of you

that inescapble elation

when your lips touch mine.

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i like the way you kiss my forehead and hold me close

the way you always feel at least five degrees warmer than me

and how you pout when you want me to kiss you

i like the way you laugh at all my dumb jokes

and make even worse ones in return

i like the way you smell

the feel of your breath against my neck

our bodies intertwined amongst a forest of blankets

still seeking out one another even in slumber

there's so many tiny, insignificant, wonderful things i like about you

mostly because i think i love you.

when i dream of Paris

i always dream of you

and on these hot sleepless summer nights

i walk alone beside the river banks

to watch enchanted as the ripple of the street lamps

shine upon the water

the effervescent sparkle

the light catching on the surface shimmering

just like your eyes

nights like this remind me of Paris

and Paris always makes me think of you.

love can be like wildfire

at first it's warm and welcoming

but eventually it blazes out of control

and the strength you once thought beautiful

becomes hell-bent on destruction

i've felt a love like that before

it consumes you

skin and bone and blood and soul

then it leaves you

left abandoned amonsgt ruins of rubble and smoke

but even if we made it that far

watching the death of the sun

i'd still be in love with you

just you and me

in our own little wasteland, baby.

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she is powerful beyond belief

lending a trickle of water the ability to wear away even the mightiest of rocks

and allowing the smallest of shoots to become the tallest of trees

we are all victims of her every whim

yet also recipients of her most precious gifts

for I often feel as though time herself

might just be standing still

when I see you

she lets me know the contours of your body

until I could trace your face from memory even on the darkest of nights

she lets me learn the pattern of your breath

and the beating of your heart

until I would recognise the sound amongst a crowd of thousands

but when my time is all used up

when she has ravaged every part of my being

and scattered them far and wide

I hope amongst those fragments

pieces of you still stand.

side by side

in your kitchen

in your bed

i could stay like this forever

your hands hot against my skin

a heat felt right down to my soul

and she melts so easily

under the warmth of your regard

in the darkness of the night

fingers blaze against naked skin

and i still feel the lingering ghost

of your lips against my own

a kiss to keep me warm

until the next heatwave comes.

standing alone in a wasteland, baby

the wreckage of our love strewn all around

all I used to know has been burnt to the ground

and I all see

amongst the blinding ash and smoke

is an absence of you

I would have loved you until the sun burned out

until all that remained of earth and heaven

had wasted away

but instead here I am

the barren emptiness of your heart

the only part of you I have left

and yet I'm still in love with you.

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she is a woman of the night

the darkness is her domain

and within its infinite blackness

she shines in all her glory

a milky sheen amongst a thousand sparkling pinpricks decorating the heavens above

she bathes in the glow of her faraway lover

reflecting every ounce of warmth

the illumination evidence of their everlasting love

that surrounds us each and every night

so strong it moves the very waves

that wash upon our shores

i lie awake and listen to their soothing harmony

steady as a heartbeat

and hope with all my heart

to one day know a love like that.

although i may have had lovers in the past

their beauty seems to fade as time goes by

time well spent

with you beside me

and i'm convinced i've never been loved by someone like you

nobody who could even comes close.

he's so pretty

long hair and smooth skin

flat planes of muscle where i have curves

he wears waistcoats and dress pants as formal attire

instead of dresses that never seem to fit quite right

his hands are strong and sure

instead of slightly out of place

glittery painted nails a show of brave defiance

rather than a shield for insecurity to dwell behind

i see his face in the mirror before me

the image of an angel rising from the glass

if only my skin could be shaped like clay

molded perfectly to his likeness

maybe one day

i'll be pretty the way he is.

it's only a casual touch

maybe a hand there

brushing back her hair

an arm curved around her shoulders

shielding her

as though she's the most precious thing you've ever held

a physical closeness

something so simple

and then she tucks her head into the space under your chin

like she belongs there

pressed against the heart that beats for her alone

and it's like a puzzle piece slotted into place

oh how lovely it must feel

to be loved like that

what i wouldn't give

to stay forever in this moment with you

the way you look in that dress

with the sun catching at the colours in your hair

sets my soul ablaze

i just can't take my eyes off you

an enternity could stretch before us

lazy days lying in the hot summer sun

and quiet nights listening to the sound of the rain

as it washes the whole world clean

we'll make it there eventually

but here in this moment

your fingers grasping mine

as we sway in the breeze

time will be frozen for us

the warmth of someone new

washes away the chill of your absence

the time you thought that i'd be wasting

is bright and overflowing with possibility

and i know i'll be over you soon

cos i've been grieving for a while now

maybe i never had you anyways

we may have been picture perfect

but the moment's faded

and now only the memories remain

of somebody i can no longer seem to find

the heart that was once yours

still belongs to me

a little battered a little bruised

but she's back home in my chest now

she's gonna be just fine

and honey someday i'll be over you

did you love me

or did i simply love you first

did you ever love me the way i loved you

heart and soul

until the very end of the line

do you miss me

or am i simply another blip on your radar

as you hurtle recklessly through the solar system of life

i was an aesteroid that clung to the sphere of your gravity

craving to be incorporated within you

but you remained periously beyond my reach

so it seems we've reached the last stop

easy is the descent they say

but i can feel my heart breaking a little more

with every step

we were tragic from the beginning

i knew you could tell

always a little late

a fall that would've impressed the greats

and although we've said our goodbyes now

darling i must admit

you'll always be my Cleopatra

and without a shadow of a doubt

i would've married you in an instant

damn your wife

i would've been your mistress

just to have kept you around

but that's all in the past now love

so i'll pick out a coffin

and wear my best black dress

just to stand here in the rain

and lay our love to rest

i used to want to make the most of every moment

but when I'm with her it feels like time stands still

all my moments blur together

an endless happy haze lying cradled in her arms

by her side

and suddenly how i spend each moment doesn't seem to matter

as long as they're spent with her

i seek solace in her arms

when the days have all come to an end

and the nights settle around us

so tired my body barely feels alive

but i don't close my eyes

not wanting to spend another moment

without her by my side

and when my head reaches its final resting place

nestled in the hollow of her throat

i know in my heart

that no grave can hold my body down

i'll always crawl home to her

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