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The Vampire (no. 2)
Drunk heart of sangria clutched as not to bleedall over the eggshell-world cracking from the echoof a fallen angel who broke the Earth in twoonly to create the moon – give it away.He’s been terribly nice to the bloodsucking kind. He’s collecting homes wherever he goesThere’s no place for me, in his eyes I seehim… Continue reading
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The Vampire (no. 1)
Fang-like eyes, blood’s dropping in his glassof lies, his mind shifts like the winds of time,mildly but enough to move the windmills, my love is a palace of toys almost emptied outby a greedy man who never bothered to reach out. Sleepless creature of sadness brings me intothe new world order, between adorned walls withflesh… Continue reading
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Armageddon
Angels and demons never got along like they didtonight – both realms agreed upon the fate of mytortured heart swallowed by a giant with an azaleascrown withering at every betrayal – how my fingers bledtrying to find the right tune – your dusty piano. May feels distant and cold, I just want to feel the… Continue reading
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Red Flamenco
Break bread, gold crosses dangle on sinners’ chests,drink wine and dance for the world is changing,I’m at the parade of broken hearts, and hold deara locket containing the picture of a kind mannow burnt by foolish passions, gambling me away. Fervent dances in the moonlight, and I, a watcherlearning the footsteps, replicating them, swayin the… Continue reading
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Aventurine Eyes
Release the ancient pain from these bonesthat melt like beeswax in the spotlightof your treasure-heart: pirates daren’t findriches so plenty like the ones found in your holy soul cave;I’m digging in the horizon for deep emotion. Your dragon breath could melt the icebergs and shape them into swans, love’s reign celebration.I am home in your… Continue reading
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Bacchus
Receding this trail of luck with some glueon the pavement, parchments seem cranialand the torture felt once every cherry moonis enough to break pixies in two; idiocyof a sympathetic thief, blue is my fever. Grateful once in a lifetime but broken in foursI do not exist without you, doleful executioner,did you think smiles would hurt… Continue reading
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The Astronaut
In Moon’s Bay were they, five strange creatures swayin robes that seemed grey, a goose feather-walk,at the end of days, I bet they’d be thereno, they’re chasing me through pallid moon rays;there’s no God, their eyes are smiling gladly. Chained but unforgotten, now they’re cutting flesh,dinner’s on the table, salt to mend these wounds,all these… Continue reading
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Downright
Enters the wicked witch, she’s casting spells.For anyone but herself, lovely thing,would always share her latest party tricks.she’s coming from Eastern land, let her breathe;damiana leaves and strawberry seeds. If the world’s a carnival, I’m a walking thread,if one’s jokes are masks that conceal the truth,why do all the no-name figures die so young?Stop, you… Continue reading
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Upright
A house on the hill that proudly it looks,the tethering thrills of new discoveriesis pushing the grass into the mountainsand what’s left is a queen with no kingdomand a missing king that’s playing the fool. No identity, all coin-traded, erased.In this flesh of sadness, I lay not to breaklike a statue at the bottom of… Continue reading
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Dandelion
White marble with gold, this fusion unfoldsin the middle, I’ve seen: fairy-blue’s turnscrimson red, filthy palms, tiny guts churn.Once I’ve seen these crumpled wings, sweet spring’s dream!Past the gate of my heart, she had to get in… Blown desires in one’s lap, swiftly caught and held,my, these seeds are flying hats, how she jumps away.Silly… Continue reading
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Kites
Strange buzz, murmur of the past ringing in my ears,figures softly grab my waist, whisper in my ear:‘for as long as all’s been lost, I’ll be gone, my dear’then like dust in ether float with my hopes and fears;want them not either to stay, their place is not here. Did you know how far kites… Continue reading