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love.drunk

shoot me/love me/dazzle me drink me down like gin— let me in : : : i want to know you absorb you into iniquity ravish you in lantered moons : : : i will pinprick my way into your heart track up and down your veins until i flood your arteries and you can not gasp for air without breathing my name

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379 deviations
Literature

love.drunk

shoot me/love me/dazzle me drink me down like gin— let me in : : : i want to know you absorb you into iniquity ravish you in lantered moons : : : i will pinprick my way into your heart track up and down your veins until i flood your arteries and you can not gasp for air without breathing my name

Featured

337 deviations
Literature

On Violet Path

Shall I tread on violet path Of love far strewn behind? At times I fear that summer hath Left the starlight blind. What love can grow in winter's glow? Iced wind will stifle heat. How far will my lost kisses blow When sweethearts prove not sweet? But darkness makes the sun worth pain And true love will endure the rain I'll wait for your return again And guard my heart against hope's wane.

Love Is All You Need

35 deviations
Literature

Adieu

Where are the flowers that once bloomed at dusk, In tides of passion and heart-setting lust? I kissed a dream that the sun's rising broke For in garish light, a demon's voice spoke. Gone are the hopes of the western wind's moon Lost are the children that grew up too soon. Bid me adieu and consider me gone I cannot drift in one place for too long.

Breaking Up Is Hard To Do

32 deviations
Literature

Sonnet 12.18.11

You could weave a hundred thousand rainbows Of tightly coiled sunshine and dewdrops Christened with a taste of spring and pillowed Triumphant by Olympus' mountaintop, But it would never be just quite enough. Not for all the sonnets of summertime Or for newly blossoming stars of dusk Would I sacrifice sacred, tandem rhyme. I could adore you with passion sublime In fresh-minted days now and yesterday, But it would be a love succinct. No, I Belong to a brighter heart, sprung from May And you might try, try, try eternally, But you and I were never meant to be.

Sonnets

33 deviations
Literature

Queen Anne's Fall From Grace

The acrid bite of antiquity Is lodged within my throat Waiting there impatiently Until ambition chokes. The rusted crown of irrelevance Graces a torrid life Not one word of condolence To ease the burning strife. Like despots of religion I, too, will meet my fate Who will laugh with derision If I am burned at stake? Too many lives are lived with lies Too many hearts have broken eyes And some can overcome their birth But in the end all turn to dirt. Please say there's meaning after all I have my pride and now I fall.

Shakespeare's Women

5 deviations
Literature

The Son of Scotland-Part I

With dangerous eyes of flashing blue Young Richard's son walked cross the dew And mourned the land that England killed As if in echo, birdsong stilled. From Castle Douglas, towered high He surveyed the free, Scottish sky Vowing it Scottish to remain And drive the English out again He watched his people one by one March into the blood red sun Too many friends did not return Rebels all, they were hanged and burned. "Mother," he cried, while still a babe, "Who is buried in all those graves?" "Good Scotsmen, love" was her reply "Whose fate it was to bravely die". And so the blood of Scotland stirred And young, brave Thomas slowly

Family Portrait

5 deviations
Literature

Siren

Smoke lingers in eyes Love stricken cataracts That obscure your soul. I am twice as old as you And grey demons manipulate My heart. Entranced by your beauty I offer my heart on a platter My life's blood in a silver chalice And you daintily devour it all.

Siren

3 deviations
Literature

A Story of a Life

Once upon a time _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Stories

2 deviations
Change Is Good

Portraits

1 deviation
Literature

I Kiss Your Memory

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 you

Features

5 deviations
Literature

More Weight

I linger in regretful pose, The dust of treachery gathered in my palms. We are at a crossroads of broken lies Pinned to my heart with a headless rose. Make me regret, repent, relent-- But there is no rest, no penance for glory. There is an excruciating glaze of lust But my grief has all been spent. Do not leave me alone. I am ticking away seconds by the aeon Time means nothing (save for eternity) And I am pressed beneath stones.

Featured Poetry

29 deviations
Literature

They Will Never Be Men Again

There will never be summer again Not summer as we knew it No days of innocence and endless sun There will never be summer again. There will never be love again Not love as we knew it Now love is stained with heartbreak There will never be love again. There will never be joy again Not joy as we knew it Now smiles are plastered on There will never be joy again. They will never be men again Not men as we knew them Now they're bent, home from war-- They will never be men again.

The World We Live In

5 deviations
Literature

Sonnet Petit I

In beauty like eternal night I sigh Cold-filled longing, desperation outpoured. Caught here at lost impasse are you and I And I can not decide which I want more. You crashed into me with bitter desire But what was the ratio of love to need? For lovers' truth is sometimes a liar And love is oft' outweighed by lustful greed. North star answer me: Why can I not see?

Sonnet Petits

3 deviations
Literature

A

Oh come along and traipse with me Along the mullein and mallow I'll bring a bucket to carry a tune I know the way if you'll follow. We'll whisk around the mire and mud And the whimsy of yesterday

Scraps

9 deviations