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PreferencesI want to leave a footprint somewhere That you’ll see everyday,Preferences
But you’re a man of spontaneity And you would never return to where you were.
I want to touch the corner of your mouth And drag it up, pulling you selfishly into a smile But you’re a man who hates the sensation of emotion And you would never deign to smile.
I want your arms to close themselves Around me, willingly, without a reason, But you’re a man who hates the roughness of skin against skin And would never prefer proximity over distance.
I want so childishly for yo
by ~RainstormPoet
Building a MysteryI followed my two right feet today, All the way to the edge of the leaves, Where I found an old mystery, And long fingers reached out, Brushing greedily, Against the edges of a whisker-dotted jaw, Sweeping against the planes and curves,Building a Mystery
Until they painted themselves into my mind, Each brushstroke pulled out from within the crevices of my thoughts, The doors kept ajar for some small part of infinity, And so eagerly I stepped back into
That lonely box.
But the colors were dull, Cerulean turning into a lifeless navy,
Brush strokes too wide and careless,
by ~RainstormPoet
BrewingYou made me a cup of tea, And I left it on the windowsill to let it steep. We twisted and turned on your wrinkled sheets, And I pressed my heart into the corner of your pillows. In the mirrors of your bathroom, I left my crooked smile, made up of perfect teeth. On the top of your kitchen counters, I left warm snickerdoodles and pieces of my vulnerable skin. In the pages of your books, I left my contrary words and questing mind. On the pillows on your couch, I left the scent of freesia and a few strands of my hair. In the corners of your closet,Brewing
I left a pair of hig
by ~RainstormPoet
SkimmingMy eyelids wake to light, Soft and gentle upon the windowpane And I feel a sweet smile spread across my lips, Stomach filling with tiny fluttering creatures, And I can taste spring on my tongue.Skimming
The snow has gone,
For the warmth of a human is here
And the arms that wrap around my shoulders, A familiar heartbeat that presses against my back Wakes me from my lonely slumber, To a world that has burst forth from its bounds And bubbled to the brim.
I stretch and turn, To prove to myself that I too have awaken And seek out your lips,
To bring
by ~RainstormPoet
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- Current Residence: America. Mentally: Eirith.
- Interests: Penguins, writing, Bollywood, sad poetry, chick flicks, Pre-Raphaelite art, music
- Favourite movie: Ever After, Runaway Bride, Crash, The Philadelphia Story, My Fair Lady, The Swan
- Favourite band or musician: Damien Rice, Ray LaMontagne, K.T. Tunstall, Joshua Radin, Imogen Heap, FrouFrou, Justin Timberlake
- Favourite genre of music: Celtic, Alternative, Instrumental
- Favourite artist: Pre-Raphaelite artists, John William Waterhouse, Arthur Hughes, Frederic Church
- Favourite poet or writer: Philip Levine, e.e. cummings, Robert Frost, Rudyard Kipling, Yusef Komunyakaa
- MP3 player of choice: iPod blue nano baby.
- Favourite cartoon character: Jin from Samurai Champloo, CHEESE from Foster's
- Personal Quote: I want badly to believe that there is truth, that love is real.And I want life in every word.
- Tools of the Trade: Pen
- Email: sablemoonpoet@yahoo.com
- AIM: ManticoreTears
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