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a poem by me // luka. ft. my photography.
there should be no closer relationship than mother and daughter, she once rested in your womb.
she promises you will never see her again.
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holding out hope only to be let down repeatedly should be enough reminder for me to stop.
Is it okay
if I just sit with you?
Words will only confuse us
in a way that
silence never would.
- G.L. Angelone
I burn,
Not of fire,
Or ice,
But of words
left unspoken.
Words by me // PEACE & WAR // Poem inspired the embroidery on the left.
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It's so cute when people remember you even when you are not around them. They still find you in bits and pieces in things around them like I read this and thought you should read it too, this song reminded me of you, this is something you would have said if you were there, I saw this picture it reminded me of you. It's like they are searching for you in everything when you are not with them. This is the purest form of love and I am desperately waiting to experience it.
Silence You are a complex companion i have to admit,you leave at the creak of innocent footsteps, and return in the face of towering upset. Listening to your whispered tales is a long held tradition, draping you over me has become my most loved addiction. I see you in the days long wrung, tired eyes share tired smiles, moonlight casts its soothing balm, what a lovely heavy calm. But You are a fixture in moments I would like to forget, mouth dry and shoulders tense, yet you remain there, perched on that crippled fence.
The Devil’s Due
Have you ever seen a demon in love with a goddess?
The odds are not as low as you might think The devil got astonished by the clearness of her eyes Reminding him of the calmness of the depths Obsidian spheres reflect her kind heart Tender and comfortable at first sight They looked at me with wonder and affair because of how strange and peculiar I must be to her. A dark aura recovering my-self invited her to feel the warmth of my chest Her hands, refurbished with a sweet touch, reached at my face with praise My sight from above made her feel petite and weak to my spell I pulled her in, and she melted I could feel the fluidity of her body morphing and covering mine with grace Her eyes, those damned eyes, led me into her domains, there in heaven But while I was there, I could feel her radiance flickering down I tainted orange, black, her perfect blue sky I made her light gravitate towards my darkness And although her eyes showed a brighter glow I backed down before I made her night Unfortunately, my hatred is so pure it can hurt you. Which means: By remaining together, you could have transformed me into a god. But the possibility of you becoming a devil was the result I couldn't stand And I loved you too much to risk that chance I'll never forget the juiciness of your soul or the tenderness of your body. And I will forever remember that day we reminded them all how twilight was created. I still wonder: How could a goddess fall in love with a demon? But what really makes me ponder: Why does a demon write about looking at her?
Adreoss
