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By Seron Lyndale

You taste of alcohol and sweet wine

My flavor and yours mixing on our tongues

You taste like a dream come true.

Darling,

There is nothing I quite love

For you, I’d be like Orpheus

I’d walk across chasms

And defy death itself

To at least

Get one last glance at you

My Eurydice

Though name not quite Eurydice

Know I will hold you as tight as I can

Until I am forced to let you go

It’s tragic, truly

I will mourn you forever

For you, I’d be like Romeo

Defy family

Defy fate

And choose you

Again, and again, no matter what the stars say

My Juliet

Though name not quite Juliet

Know my passion will persist

Even when they try to stop us from being

It’s their price to pay

I will never release you from my heart

For you, I’d be like Odysseus 

I’d travel far and wide

But hold you always in my heart

And come home, just for the chance to hold you

And never let you go

My Penelope

Though name not quite Penelope

Know I will return against all odds

And that even the gods cannot demand us apart

With you as my lighthouse, I will always come home

By Seron Lyndale

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Longing gnaws at me

Like a hungry dog

Desperate for the taste

Or embrace

Of you

Oh

How my heart begs

To be held by you

And oh-

How it begs

To see you again

My heart

Crippled by longing

Only wants you

My feelings become singular

One

In the focus of you

Longing

Like a drug

I’m not yet weaned off of

I long for you

Just touch me once more

And I’d be glad of even the slightest consideration

Longing

That bitter sweet taste

Of crimson wine

Let me have you for a moment longer

So I may be satiated

By Seron Lyndale

I would do not attend a church

For many reasons

I’m sure you know

But you

With your eyes filled with virtue

And devotion

Are a church I will attend to

Eyes, they say,

Are windows to the soul

If that is so, then yours are windows to God

You are made up

Of the stained glass

And murmured prayers

Old bibles and wooden pews

Things I will never believe

Unless they make up you

God, I thought, all those years ago

Had forsaken me.

But perhaps

I was mistaken.

For I found you.

You, who are worth and encompass every Godlike being and place to kneel and pray.

You, who would guide my tears from my face, and promise me love.

You are

My place of holy worship

I kneel in your pews

And pray

Your love

I dearly desire

But you

Unlike god

Give it freely.

That is all I ever wished

By Seron Lyndale

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Growing up

On the outside

Separated by a wall of glass

Through which others gawk at you like

You’re an animal at the zoo

No matter how hard

You try

You can’t escape the viewers

Only have new creatures join you

That makes you a comfort

Because you understand too

You

Who grew up inside

But outside too

You understand the stares

And you understand the sheet of glass that separates

Outside, even if promised otherwise.

How we do wait

To be let in

When we both know

by Seron Lyndale

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I would seek to replace my heart

With any spare block of wood

Any false stone

If you needed it

I would rip it from my chest

And bloody

Place it in yours

My heart aches

Beating with a love

I don’t entirely understand

You could hold me

Covered in my own blood

And I would love you still

I am a fool with love

It takes my senses

It plagues my mind

But I don’t want it to go.

I would bathe in the love you gift

I would soak it into my skin.

And I would thank you for every 

“I love you.”

I love you

The words are rich on my tongue

I love you

I love you

I love you

I could never tire of saying them

I could never tire of seeing you

A goddess brought to life by starlight and blood

One that revives my clay heart

When I am gifted with her gaze

Donated a moment

With your heart 

Behold. Pigeons.