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i am plagued
by the magnitude of this moment -
this ever-present ache
of missing
you.

trinkets of profound melancholy
bring a curve to my lips
and an ease to the void.

these postage stamp idols
hold the weight
of our love -
our unbreakable connection.

the longing bits of anger
abate
and i am left
in the untold silence
of once whispered words
and tethered hearts.

the vestiges of this life
together

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ali di farfalla.

he wrote of their fragile beauty - a porcelain tenderness that begged to be cradled in the most loving embrace.

ali di farfalla.

he wrote of their fragile beauty - a porcelain tenderness that begged to be cradled in the most loving embrace.

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detelle : the lace challenge

detelle : the lace challenge

the blue-black of dusk spilled its inky hue across the once pristine sky. the expanse of the abyss held not a single cloud, yet the heavens held no beacon of light – no shining star. time moved forward and yet, time ceased its heady beat. the orchestra of life fell into complete and utter silence. the impending wait was finally over but all around her cowered, quaking in the shadows.

alone, she

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ensoleillées.

golden flecks of summer are a honeycombed ash dusting my skin. the translucent warmth is a reminder : of days infused in honeysuckle sweetness and nights rich in heady jasmine that robbed me of balance – of a once rooted centre.

here amongst the symphony of crickets and coconut laced breeze, i can relive the intoxicating supplication to the allure that is you.

the tangibility of taste tethers me…

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a glimpse.

the lightening of his spirit was tangible, as he watched the world breathe beneath the sun’s rays. the hour of the day was late, yet lush fields of green and speckles of vibrant blooms lay perfectly framed behind the expansive glass. the scenery of this weekly journey remained largely unchanged, but he never failed to marvel in the beauty that surrounded him.

pensive and slightly aloof, he…

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ash and bone.

she waits broken and bleeding
heedless of her ragged knees
or acidic tears,
as she lingers along the precipice
desperate
for someone to hear.

the world spins around her
oblivious to her racking pain.
she no longer finds solace in the heavens
and aches to relieve the strains.

the waning sun before her
leaves a chill upon the skin.
she rises embracing the shadows
and the oblivion within.

toes curled…

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the once sacred road.

the once sacred road.

the pervading silence
echoes
within the cavern-ness void.
my voice
once brittle but strong
now flakes
into the ash
of the forgotten.

the sell-by date has past
on crippled ladder rungs.
the wave of becoming
now drowning
beneath the ether.

stripped vocal chords
no longer recognize
the stitchings of their own
beginning.

ties unravel
and in the blanketing nothing
all
comes
to light.

my heart bleeds
fr…

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two-hundred ninety-two.

this glossy stylized perfection
holds a silver albatross of inkened hues -
a ballast of monumental proportions
yet minuscule in all it imbues.

it is the tomb that holds every ember
of the blue-black shadows haunting my soul.
two-hundred ninety-two heart beats
confined with nowhere to go.

there is a torturous dichotomy dividing me -
conflicting sides in a viscous war.
each screaming with ravaged…

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Cool, interesting thoughts, Ever thought about how your bike fits?

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he spoke of a time when the world was fresh crisp new. a snapshot of full hearts satiated spirits…

piano

he spoke of a time when the world was fresh
crisp
new.
a snapshot of full hearts
satiated spirits
unblemished souls.
his recollections
a visceral memory
that still languishes the skin in goosebumps
and sets the blood aflame.

it was a time
no longer able to be seen
yet sings amongst each tremor
and palpitation.
it is a song
forever branded in the ether
yet he is unable to remember
the very words…

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moon dipped.

forest

moon dipped kisses
gifted upon butterfly wings -
a hush among the stardust
the blue-black darkness brings.

bathed in delicate moonlight,
she hovers in the in-between
in awe of all illuminated before her
and the hidden secrets of what’s left unseen.

a cacophony of music
lilts upon waiting ears -
a symphony of melancholy
married in the joy that once laid here.

it is a place of untold magic
that…

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the fall.

delicate creases upon linen hued freshness leave me awash in glorified radiance as sacred as your touch upon my skin.

the fall.

delicate creases upon linen hued freshness leave me awash in glorified radiance as sacred as your touch upon my skin.

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