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He paints me in hues Of watercolor skies My body, his canvas, Stroked gently By the strands of his eyes Had I ever known true love like this? Forbidden touch Of Moon and Sun Nightly blessed By his goodbye kiss

Sleeping angel I could see you from any angle With a mess of curls Entangled Around my fingers I start to drift and linger Half sleep demon Half teddy The sun's creeping up I'm not ready Consciousness Peaks behind two heavy lids Funny how our bodies seem To always perfectly fit Maybe just a little bit squished But I could stay here for hours Deep in our cuddle Christening you with my infamous drool puddle Nothing subtle about The way you've knocked me out With the comfort of your touch Warm bodies beckoning Like the pull of the sun Still I'm as stubborn as the moon As she stalls to leave No rush in stirring We stay flirting in between Rising and hiding In a veil of sleep

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.

It takes two to tango, But only one to dance Leaves me shuddering at the thought Of a second chance At romance Time ceases With my heart Again in your hands What I know of seconds is they have a way Of always slipping away Slowly When the clouds resonate a dark gray Heartache hangs closely And I'm mostly Expecting The onslaught of rejection Guts twist In the midsection Redirection Of my intentions Suddenly I'm craving your attention Daydream indulgence In the different dimensions Of your affections What is love but another segmented season To dive into believing That we fall for honorable reasons To revel in the death of all the reds and golds To grasp at every syllable in quiet spells on untouched scrolls Reigniting our ember souls Misspoken words are the only ones which seem to be heard Side by side, two estranged worlds Intersect and twirl Cracks in her porcelain mask reveal the face of a scared little girl One second was split for these emo...

I give my time, you want my space I give my words, you want my taste I give my rhymes, you want a place Immortalized by my grace I give my flesh, you want my skin I give you solace, you want my sins I let you in, you want within Rims only frame the places we cannot hide Lies corrode the surfaces of every human eye

You spread your branches out wide Enough to catch me Coarse and rigid bark Dripping sweet and sappy I find myself wandering outside On days like these To enjoy an afternoon swing Back and forth, Back and forth Not always sure If I'll keep coming back Maybe One day I'll stay But what's the fun in knowing that I know I never said for keeps But freedom sometimes seems so lonely And my love tires, As she sleeps  Dormant within me Still playfully hung up By what used to be her noose Now just looking for a sturdy branch to tell her This isn't the kind of game you have to lose Something about tire swings in summer Always sounded like good news Unaffected by the loose screws Barely hanging on by worn threads Even amongst an icy winter frost I seek the softness of your breath Leaving behind secret whispers Decoded on foggy panes Stories of what comes after springtime rains Familiarity of this space ...

I wake up wanting to touch you Feel your breath between my fingertips Warm contrast To cold exteriors Begging for forgiveness As we brush against these strange sheets Tainted with secrets you've carried for me Midnight reveries Distracting thoughts Become my normalcy Insatiable love letters Whenever I hold these hands together In prayer In between nights shared, Pillow talk, and sweet nothings All which remains.. Reflected solace and tear stains Private conversations Sensations Begin to surface Quick fix Whenever I'm feeling nervous Questioning correlation Between my dreams and purpose You know me Like no one ever has Still I love you in anguish and impasse Not once have you complained Told me how heavy the burden To bear my pain Because you love me Like no one ever has And when I touch you My tension dissipates As I can finally relax Unwind with the subtle flick of your movements Tracing syllables unspoken Rendering this poet usele...

If he can't stimulate both your mind and your heart, why let him attempt your clit and g spot?

Distant hearts closely catch a beat Melodic synchronicities, I tap my feet Smiles flash to a lit up screen Barely strangers With a couple beers in between Unfamiliar sheets Warmed textures with a singular heat Comfort whenever our gazes meet Nostalgic for that high school sweet When I interlace your arm around me Feelings lifted Like balloons with no strings Give me your time, Give me your everything Even momentarily "Do not disturb" Posted below the room key

I want to tell you "fuck you" I do.. But the only words to escape did not describe the hate Seething at the brim of my eyelids Okay, "hate" is strong and mostly inaccurate Because I really only hate feeling so foolish "Fuck this shit" "Fuck me" I can't close these heavy things Without envisioning your smile behind them I want to say any of this to you, But all I could construe From this scene of trite obscenities is "I miss you" And "What did I do?" I've never been so confused As to how somebody could feel as deeply as you do And still turn both eyes blind To the massacre such affections could possibly leave behind Add me to the collection of heartache in your wake Tell me that it was not my love you wished to take Or hers, or hers, or hers.. Tell me about how your disclaimer helps you sleep at night Even though I know it still keeps you up Analyst of all things thought and yet you still cannot...

Cozy like my favorite cardigan, Turned cold as winter chill The kind of weather which calls for a sweater, Making me crave your comfort still.. - rs.darko

We've been tiptoeing along this edge for too long Flirting with the idea of sacred wrongs I want to memorize your crescendo like a song I like Tempt my tongue with the taste of insight I thought I was well acquainted with this badness, Really just compensation for my love of sadness, Now torture becomes this madness.. Thighs caressed, lips licked wet I beg you to show me what bad is In ways I have yet to imagine, Hungry for my lucid daydreams of you, Come feed me in this time of famine Drench me amidst the desert drought And I'll show you how you quench my thirst from the inside out Bitten lip solace Secrets whispered upon flesh Queen turned Goddess As our molecules entangle and mesh Commanding phallus Tastes of vulnerability and control As I lick labrynths into skin And find my way into your soul You bless me in the satisfaction Of natural reaction Without holding back for fear of distraction I cannot distract that which the spirit commands of me Blaz...

It is far too difficult to understand why we pine for those who hurt us, Why we allow our love and energy to be expended on those who will never love us back ..at least not in the way we need to feel healthy and nurtured Just remember that a seed must first break before it sprouts, And that a flower bud needs rain to bloom. -rs.darko

I am a creator of many things, And a destroyer of more, A curator of admirers Like most collections I have no need for.. I've grown out of this affinity for love and lore Still I pine for distractions whenever I'm bored - rs.darko

A true poet speaks fire, and still is fluent in rain. - rs.darko

When our wants grow beyond our means to attain them, we must then look inward and ask, "what do I need?" Because only when we nourish ourselves with that which we need, can we realize that the wants to exceed the brim of this chalice is only with profound understanding of self. You cannot overflow that which is empty of substance. "Feeling Abundant" - rs.darko

Mountain needs no sun Mountain has enough fire for one Tectonic shift Some may say destructive But the glow of magma resides, Hiding, buried deep within Sifts through rubble earth, Salt rock and pressure Surfacing gieser gushing through internal weather A power no man can measure Let mountain find pleasure, Patience, Self-addressed love letters Mountain turned volcano And she's never felt better

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...

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.