Regale in my eccentricity 👽
Come with Me and elevate
Hypothesize why we create a world so
Rigid; a blues song oozing through concrete
Helps us recognize by rubbing close we create warmth to break any barrier
When we’re warm; we’re free
Heavy in isolation
Warmth from its grasp
Fuzzy tingles from its voice
Smooth from its aura
Sky tastes sweet
Makes my tongue tingle
Fuzz like cinnamon
These souls mingle
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The man powerlessly saunters
The path narrows as freedom goes.
What he knows as of lately diminishes.
Light has faded,
Yet he squints; to grasp what is left of a moment.
To no avail it slips.
Defeated he continues to wander
All strength is slowly going.
His body yields no attempt to stand,
It becomes one with God and land.
©SilentFury
Despite the manual labor I endure,
I want your ownership,
Not only did I harvest these cloud like shrubs,
I collected your lust and adulation for me
What a bountiful harvest it was indeed,
My breathing labored as I—
Toiled and slogged in your chamber,
Riding the curvature of your waist,
Like the waves beneath a sea vessel
As I kneed the cornmeal,
You clasp my breasts and mash your shaft—-
Against my backside revelled in play like authority
A delicious meal to consume indeed,
I wrap my legs around you like a turban,
A most naughty secret,
I oversee my waist as it rolls and thrusts,
I control you in every way
Who is the one in bondage now?
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How I loathed you,
A rash decision I made,
And so a horrible price you paid.
I can’t go back now,
It’s much too late to bring you back,
Regret is a wretched thing.
You’re never far from my thoughts,
Half of my bed is cold and empty,
Like our relationship.
Now I detest this emptiness,
My loneliness is maddening,
I blow a kiss to the ground.
Two damned souls.
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They say she was the girl in red,
Walked home from school to meet her dread,
Snatched from life so quick was she,
Discovered in such a mangled heap,
Her flesh is rotten to the bone,
The girl in red never made it home,
She saunders up these forgotten woods,
When seen folks ran as fast they could,
Centuries passed on since her death,
The lonely enchanting girl in red.
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This water seeps between my lids,
It corrodes the surface of this abandoned thing,
Once greatly known and unpolluted now,
Putrescent and forgotten,
It befriends the mold,
The mold that quietly creeps and covers,
The bugs gather and feast for days until,
Nothing remains,
Nothing remains,
In my watery grave.
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We danced all night long
Then you swept me off my feet
What charms death shall give.
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Your phosphorescence leaves those enthralled,
Steady guidance,
Imperfect surfaces yet a cradle of beauty,
Serenely placid,
Assurance of the most imaginative high,
Hovering for all to admire.
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I can be the stuff of nightmares,
A silent fury no one notices.
Of enigmatic depths and secrets.
Hidden within my eyes,
Uncertain and indecisive.
Head in the clouds,
My mind a residency of superfluous thoughts,
Restless and bored.
An incomprehensible storm.
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It was here in this small schoolyard,
Where we shared our first little kiss.
We went on to play and run around,
Like nothing was amiss.
Some years went by we reconnect,
We talked and went on dates.
Our bond grew strong and love abound,
And Oh! The sex was great.
Fast forward more in our household,
Our children learned and played.
Such memories of days gone by,
Where our innocent love was made.
Now here I stand alone and sad,
Your body lay below.
My salted tears have since ran dry,
The greatest love that flowed.
©SilentFury
INFP 🌸 