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First Kiss by laBaroque, literature
Literature
First Kiss
What is this moment
Softly singing promises at my ear!
A whisper of time, a single instant
The shell which echoes the infinite sea.
To cross the gaping distance,
Reach, certainly, I shall not.
Hear its hisses and snarls at my resistance,
This step, a mile, a deep ravine!
Then, where once horizons were tame,
Time and space no more belong.
Their remnants scorched in birthing flame,
And from their ashes, forth has come
To lily, iris' tender kiss,
Its caress devout and strong.
Pale light, pray, be not amiss!
Encompass their rapture in your midst.
Let not their new passion
Drift, prey to somber night.
If not with haste, so be wit
. by laBaroque, literature
Literature
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Alone, I stand upon this rock
That overlooks the sea,
A one that holds too many boats
Of drifting lovers' glee.
Sometimes a skip will bring me
To another stone unclaimed
Then drop me there but I don't care,
The viewpoint stays the same;
I want a burning oil rig to blow
Right beneath my feet –
sleep by Rin56, literature
Literature
sleep
'to sleep, perchance to dream',
I dont want to sleep,
I know of what i'll dream;
I dont want to dream.
I'll dream of you, of us, still together,
like nothing ever happened.
We'll kiss, hold hands,
I'll stroke your hair, you'll hold me tight.
It doesn't sound like such a nightmare,
but that's what it is.
I still have to wake up,
remember it wasn't real.
The realisation like ice on my heart -
I cant have you, cant tuch you,
hold you, be with you like I used to.
There are two ways I can make this work:
pray fro a dreamless sleep;
or take that final step to eternal sleep,
where I can dream of you, o
