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The Spiritual Molecule

LETS DABBLE

My tribute to the one I found and lost 

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I’m Your Disease

Sucked like a vacuum I held my fear, built up anger you want to hold near. Shaking and trembling is what I feel, purging my thoughts is how I heal. Feelings of emptiness that have no depth, disappointment climbs the... Continue Reading →

There’ll Be No Christmas

There'll be no Christmas here without you There'll be no Christmas cheer without you With that old Christmas tree in colors so bright Won't be the same if you're not here to hold me tight. I see those snowflakes keep... Continue Reading →

We’ll Meet Again

When I review the passages of time, retrieving hours long lost in memory, I read once more the pages of my prime, and I relive a life that used to be. I think about the girl who changed my life,... Continue Reading →

My Angelic Dream Walker

Whether terra cotta plaster, or plain papier mache ... my mind will recreate you a thousand times a day. Oftentimes, I linger in dreams of passion spent, envisioning hot interludes that reincarnate bold intent. Thus tender smiles ... caressing ...... Continue Reading →

DRENCHED IN RAINDROPS

Smile serenades silence, enchanting echoes of you that still lingers within, to fan the flame in my heart with warm thoughts of you Heart drenches in raindrops aflamed in passion, petrichor of fervid essence blanches my mind, your thoughts parches... Continue Reading →

Yet Again

Yet I unfolded my languid eyes and sun still coruscated blithe. Afar nights of then and morrow, aglowing intrepid this moment. Spring had begoned with zephyrs, wan brumes had dappled the azure. And then to the whisper of moment, they... Continue Reading →

Colors

Heart drenches in showers of chromatic multitudes, blithe and blight hues meld alike sherbet. They dapple rivulets of mind, shrouded with tacit brume, blossoming alike rainbows or murky clouds in my zenith. Broken apart from syllables, those hues are spring... Continue Reading →

Paper Boats

Afloat upon the rivulet of life, we are frail, pellucid paper boats, slowly drifting and faltering along, the deluge of unfathomable depths. On the mercy of turbulent tides, we tiptoe along the riant, blind, coveting through the tacit brooks, shrouded... Continue Reading →

Crimson Petals

I still caress wilted rose petals, your fingers had caressed once, until my eyes sip the wan crimson, from their decaying remnant. And those pellucid teardrops blotches their effete skin, dappled vermilion blooms, alike the frigid throe of my heart.... Continue Reading →

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