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Porcelain and petite like a doll Don't compete you know nothing as all The competition is rigid I feel a bit frigid A woman, readily and steadily Catch me and romance me I'm your bait, your perfect soul Mate The food and your wine take me to dine I love you sweet doll Your porcelain after all

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You came back From the shadows Opened the door Saw the light Once again Tasted the sun

Felt it Licking your skin

And you knew This time Things could be

Different

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Bold statements

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They want me to win. Seeing this all the way through Until the very end The end doesn't grow near As long as the tighter togetherness Remains within the real o wetness Boisterous revolutions to gain the conclusion That all was in your head and outside dead Your bed is safe Your head space is clear of all lingering Rose petals have thorns to keep out The no's And a beautiful aromas for the yes's.

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She was the kind of person who took care of things by herself. She’d never ask anybody for advice or help. It wasn’t a matter of pride, I think. She just did what seemed natural to her.

Haruki Murakami (via wordsnquotes)

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Simple and sweet is you.

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Upgrading to platonic lovers its a master piece of divine credibility. Achieved only by the mere quality only sodality can provide.

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You are life. You are what i'm looking for.

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When you softly kiss the rose goodbye. They've welted and formed mold at their base and you no longer have a requirement for their taste. It was a stale embrace any day without beautiful lace. So go on and live in the chase, it all comes with a warning rapture. Fire burns quite lovely until the logs that sustained it have burned to ashes and the wind carries it away like dust on a door frame. If the wind is already calling it won't be long until the coming goes and with it the tiny blossoming buds of new days.

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Yes, We Can Talk

Having loved enough and lost enough, 

I’m No longer searching, 

just opening. 

No Longer trying to make sense of the pain 

but trying to be a soft and sturdy home

to which real things land. 

These are the irritations 

that rub into the pearl. 

So we can talk for awhile

but then we must listen, 

the way rocks listen to the sea.

And we can churn at all that goes wrong

but then we must lay every living seed. 

And yes, on nights like tonight

I too feel alone. But seldom do I 

face it squarely enough 

to see that it’s door into the endless breath

that has no breather, 

into the surf that human 

shells call God.

-Mark Nepo

It seems as though the purpose of suffering is to exhaust us of our differences, and the purpose of love is to awaken us to how we are at heart the same. And every life, every generation, and the purpose of age takes its turn at pushing each other away, only to be loved and worn back to the one tribe we all belong. This seems even more relevant in our post-election country. For there is no they. We are they. We are each other. This poem speaks to the unity that always waits below our righteousness and insistence that we know the way. So, yes, we can talk, but ultimately, we make no ground until we listen: to each other, and to the current of humanity from which we rise and return. We only have one turn at being here together, before we pass what we’ve done or not done on to the next generation, I pray we can listen to what love and suffering open us to, so we can drink from that well and build a better world.

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Not Done by Alesia Dawnae Ft. music by TÂCHES 

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NOT DONE

I’m reminded everyday that love is an artistic virtuosity  

and you are art

you are an astounding aesthetic of clay

molded and formed by the artisan’s maker

and even he needed a halo to create such a avant-garde.

your beauty astounds all of those who witness and  

through the days your smile grows warmth in the weary hearts and sings a melody to the found less.

Because of your beauty the world becomes more beautiful

your laugh can move a mountain but only if you stand at its base emanating your love and power until it quakes and can resist no longer.

And inch by inch it moves to the sea where you create a beautiful new home for its entire entity.

Your love is astonishing: a marvelous collage of aspirations 

I would camp a home in your heart and live there eternity after eternity, for your love is the brick wall that protects my castle of crystal stones.

Your heart is evocative, seeing straight through the souls of wander, through the souls of lust, straight to the souls of true humility, the souls true humanity craves for.

My life grows longer, grows stronger for your love is breath giving rather than breath taking and it rejuvenates rather than depletes. Your love has so much to give so much to offer that the fountain never grows short and your cup never falls empty.

Give and give and please never stop giving.

For your love is the principle of beauty.

And beauty is the principle of my mind. 

Where love is the principle of our lives. 

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I want it though

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4/22/2016

Hey, now that i’ve got you ill never let you go. Get out of the car baby another wayward road baby. Can you see where i’m going get out of the car baby please because i don’t think you’re gonna come baby. Well this is something else baby something more than you and me, get out of the car baby please because any further you can never leave. Don’t say I never warned you, or that you never saw it coming…

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I’m walking to you, you’re walking to me. I’m thinking of you, you’re thinking of me. So take me to that place now, because i’m feeling your trace now. You’re moving to me, i’m holding you close. You’re under my sheets now, I’m understanding your pulse. With my hand on your sleeve, while i’m feeling you breath. You teach me the race, where I feel your warm embrace. Such a lovely place to extend our existence, god gave us this pending wish list, so seal it with a warm kiss.