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I kiss your memory in muted hues
(In the small, cramped seconds before I sleep)
In greying green and faded blue.
I touch upon pale almost flesh...
Knowing this vision will not keep
I kiss your memory in muted hues
Apparitions whisper no staling breath
But haunt monochrome dreams by scarring deep
In greying green and faded blue
My eyes are ones that never wept
Until dreams fell in tumbled heap--
I kiss your memory in muted hues
Oh, that I had never drifted and slept
On a stained, tired bed where spirits creep
In greying green and faded blue!
I swear that I will not forget
While burning, burnished, ravaging eyes weep
I kiss your memory with muted hues
In greying green and faded blue.
(In the small, cramped seconds before I sleep)
In greying green and faded blue.
I touch upon pale almost flesh...
Knowing this vision will not keep
I kiss your memory in muted hues
Apparitions whisper no staling breath
But haunt monochrome dreams by scarring deep
In greying green and faded blue
My eyes are ones that never wept
Until dreams fell in tumbled heap--
I kiss your memory in muted hues
Oh, that I had never drifted and slept
On a stained, tired bed where spirits creep
In greying green and faded blue!
I swear that I will not forget
While burning, burnished, ravaging eyes weep
I kiss your memory with muted hues
In greying green and faded blue.
Literature
Adieu
And I will not die without you. Nor
Drift regretful on my raft
In stormy seas devoid of shore.
Enter winds; to carry me
Unto fresh amor.
Literature
Smoke.
We spent your sixteenth birthday on your front porch, our eyes following the cars driving by and wishing that we were in them, driving far away from this place; I watched time pass as burnt out cigarette stubs piled up around your feet and you just lit one after another after another.
Sometimes when I think of you, all I see is the small amber glow of a cigarette tip in the darkness; I guess thats what youve become; a smoke filled mouth leaking out false promises to keep me smiling.
For me, summer is laying on the hammock in your backyard and planning our getaway to somewhere exciting and joyous and new; or bonfires in the wood
Literature
Erase the Memories
Erase the Memories
You were the one...
Who told me that love lasts "forever",
But for you I think that means "never"
You looked me in the eyes,
And you lied!
You looked me in the eyes,
And said you tried!
You looked me in the eyes...
And said our love had died!
(died!)
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~Tina
© 2009 - 2024 tina-go-lightly
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I really like how it makes a circle, if that makes sense. Very much an awesome piece. <3