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We resonate in the thick Of our mothers' dirty mirror reflections Raw and delicate Swarming in the filth of our sins and misconceptions

My love for you is a distraction from risking letting someone close enough to truly love me. I'm more afraid of taking a real chance, and being hurt, than I am of withstanding your lukewarm rejections time and time again. I'd rather feed into the complacency of your maybe, than stake it all on a forever.

There is a warmth of merriment amongst the winter chill Frost preys upon my pain as it creeps up from the windowsill Mind wanders, sorting through usual stress Buried under paper piles Spending my worthwhile Cleaning someone else's mess Hard to remember around this time How incredibly blessed we are The best lessons are the ones learned without intention Never sought, yet somehow they find us Remind us of a time when winter outlived summer, Dreams outgrew our wonder, Rain drowned out our thunder, And darkness seemed to live on forever Now in the distance, I see a faint green and red glimmer A guiding Light home for every prodigal sinner The colder weather gives us a reason to cuddle up together Appreciate getting close, Enjoy the silence of a first snow Gloved fingers interlacing show The only feeling we should cover up Is the chill between our toes Open up Your arms, your hearts, your home You're not Selfish, overwhelmed, alone Give up (the pursuit o...

A little wild, a little free Started out a matchbook flame Now with a raging fire inside me.. Catch me pressed into my storybooks Or catch me preaching on the mic, I'd rather you catch me in a mason jar To save my firefly light Planets, stars, and moons Reflected in these celestial freckles of ours, I see the gods within you I can guide you through If you'll trust me to Just breathe me in And let my Light become you Let this Light become ours Let us find a way to make eons out of hours Transcending both time and space Transcend the set of our ways Outliving our darkest of days Accepting all the shadows of our past mistakes - RS.darko, "Priestess Promise"

Being alone doesn't have to mean being lonely It's not like you could possibly be the only One who's been thinking, wishing, "If only they could hold me..." A common thought and yet not often spoken boldly When you're scared of being torn apart, Because you've barely begun unfolding I crafted myself this paper crane heart To fly away before it's stolen, While the weight of my words Keep pressing pause like semicolon Leave them speechlessly in awe, Feeling moved, though their feet are frozen This might not be the life we'd chosen But it's the truth we choose to speak Trampled earth remains the same no matter underneath whose feet Footprints in the sand reveal it's always just been me Push and pull of currents, still my gaze turned towards the sea Reflected depths of mystery Layers of both darkness and clarity I need both to fully see Transcendental in whatever my mental state may be I remind myself how to breathe Soli...

Your eyes are like clear blue skies Dripping in golden honey sunshine And I can't think of honey without thinking of how sweet Your kiss tastes as it misses my cheek Planting two lips in the soil of my dirty mouth Fluent in springtime and rainclouds

I thought I could cease these tears, But as I faced the mirror All I could see was a face of fear, Eyes of heartache for what I couldn't hold near, Lost years wasted on empty smiles Between two deaf ears.. - RS.Darko The Poet's List Thoughtful Thursday Prompt - "face of fear"

I waste time thinking about wasting time... Time measured by man-made construct for something which is out of our comprehension. Time cannot be contained by mere hours and seconds. Time is measured in moments and the importance of those moments can make a one-second glance seem like a lifetime.. it can make weeks, months, melt away in a blur of mundane sadness.

Summoned by moonlight, I became your nightmare incarnate. - rs.darko

I know we've all been here before We've all seen the red flags Blaringly taboo But he's so sweet, and we're so cute together So how could this be bad? "Baby," "babe," "bae," "boo" Of course these couldn't be names to make a pet out of you No that can't be true There is a closeness between us already that I can see We've only been talking for about a week And he just can't seem to keep his hands off me Probably cause we had sex that one night So now he can't help it but expect it, but it's all right It feels fine, and I feel fine I guess, yeah, I'm his now and he's mine That's good, right? That means I'm sexy That means he wants me I do love having someone next to me Even if we aren't talking... I think maybe he's just a reserved kind of guy Maybe he’s just a little bit shy Yeah and maybe one day you'll realize That the word "excuses...

This clay is not left to the hands of gods, Only to the hands of our idle thoughts.. The openness that allows for our spirits to be taught Because worth cannot be bought, only achieved, And I'm not stopping at my dreams.. You see, we precious gems are far too fine to be as spent As we've been feeling Digging down to the bottom of our last couple cents, And yet the only thing we're stealing Is your attention and your intent Call me heaven sent, but I'm no angel I don't need a filter nor a special angle for our gazes to become entangled Still I crave more than just your perception I want to feel acceptance and exception Embrace me as your tribe, and tell me that you like the way we vibe That I'm not like all the others you strung along just for the ride Taste my words like you've been starving Feel your initials in the wooden heart you've been carving Because you're more than just a carpenter And I'm more than just a ...

I would wait one hundred winters for the first spring our life together could bloom - rs.darko

When you left me, you left me in darkness So much so that the sun was doomed to perish, The moon to lose its luster, And all the strength I could muster Was tied up behind the horse and carriage Of a fairy tale ending that never happened Saddened, My tears carved canyons into my bedrock Left me jagged with this stepping razor tongue And words like bullets to keep my pen cocked - rs.darko

I knew it would be hard to open up again For fear my petals would fall away One by one Like tears, Like days.. They stopped feeling precious and I grew restless, Shaking them off even further Now bare and broken Scared To open up again I could never imagine Someone would care Enough to actually listen.. But you touch me like a warm summer day Flooding my pores with comforting rays Soaking into my outstretched Chlorophylled tips Telling me it's my choice to go or stay "But please don't leave.." Pleading Not to fall away from love completely The way school kids drag their feet After a long game of baseball in the street Still they come back every afternoon by three Warmed up and ready To play again It's so easy for us to jump into games of pretend Thinking love is the answer When really you just need a friend Someone you can talk to who makes you feel like you can be open Not in a way that is scary, Nor overbearing, But in a ...

It only hurts when I remember that I'm falling for words you wrote for someone else.. - rs.darko

I write these words in hopeful thoughts That they may touch you in ways that my hands cannot The way the stars unveil our desires for the forbidden, Casting a mystic glow Upon the faces we've tried to keep hidden Beneath the cloak of our own shadows Dancing in moonlit reveries Sparking lightning between neurons, The touchless Kiss of flesh As the nerves ignite Like two galaxies Cascading into a horizon Of endless starry nights - rs.darko

I picked up the feathers from the wings you clipped Armed myself with inkwell confessions And leather bound solace

Pestilence in the folds of your heart Rotting flesh in not so private parts Keep letting them tear you apart Crawling in your skin with your own self disgust Covered in hungry men like locust Infested with betrayal of your own self respect So what do you expect Cause I don't see anything but an insect Waiting to be swatted lying for someone to dissect With no treasure inside to speak of Nothing but bug guts and dark blood No need to be apologetic The universe can't apologize for something so pathetic

You kept me so high That crashing and burning Was the only way I could start to feel grounded again.

I wish I could speak to you in double orgasms, so every word after "hello" left you writhing in ecstasy.