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I finally got some things worked out:
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Greatest of These
Inspired by the season 3 trailer, a little free verse poetry from sad cat Crowley. Read it here on AO3
Peeling Away
Tangles
careful fingers unravel the tangles in my ribs busy knuckles knocking the breath from my lungs while you sort through the mess of me every knot untied freeing my affection
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our wild garden was fragrant and in bloom humidity filled our lungs under a crescent moon as hidden exotic creatures sung overripe on a sensuous night a feverish dream delirious delight our tangled flesh sharing our breath you cried during our "little death" sweet and satiated to my very core at the break of dawn I begged for more only to find myself abandoned and alone midnight garden mirage my heart like a stone
Another poem for GOAD's POEvember GOetry challenge! Week 2 (very late, but late is better than never)... a Romance poem from Crowley's POV
The green light dappled through the leaves
Was fresh, just like we were
The beauty of the garden paled
When compared next to you
We stood upon that wall and knew
That things would have to change
But for a short and joyful time
Unburdened, without shame
Together we were both at peace
You sunlight, and I flame
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That was so very long ago
So much has changed since then
Responsibilities have grown
Between us, distance, too
But I still hold hope that one day
We’ll reclaim what we lost
Our innocence from garden fresh
Laughter and Hope brand new
And find our Eden once again
Where I can just love you
@isiaiowin @goodomensafterdark
Written for GOADs POEtry event week 1- ballad
A Lucifer POV poem set directly after the events of my fic The Arms of the Angel
How many long and lonely years
I've watched him from afar
And known that he'd be happiest
If I stayed well apart
For though I wish he'd be with me
My angel must fly free
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And then before my lonely throne
My angel did appear
Every dream at last came true
But it was as I feared
For just one night he was with me
I'll ne're again be free
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His heart and mine, they beat as one
For th’ first time I felt peace
Then morning came, he took his leave
And now my dream must cease
Although I wish he’d stay with me
I had to set him free
*
His heart belongs to someone else
Of this I’ve always known
Together they’ll return Above
I’ll stay in Hell alone
Leading my kingdom I must be
To follow, I’m not free
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Though he told me he would return
I won’t hold out hope much
Instead I’ll keep what time we had
As gently as his touch
And though I wish he’d chosen me
I’ll set my angel free
@isiaiowin @goodomensafterdark