Despite the barriers, despite the armored shells around us,
feelings sneak in and spill out, contagious and relentless.
Tears dry, hearts change and steel turns to rust.
I stand in front of you guarded and armed nevertheless.
Your curious eyes follow me as I undress.
I’d stay longer if your heart satisfied my tastebuds
but your touch is only meaningful in your absence.
Whatever we had lays on the floor between us
next to our clothes and the thoughts we call a mess
“Kiss me.” You kiss me.
You lay me down and hold me.
“I miss this.”
I kiss you back… “but I don’t.”
“Why are we here?”
Because you hold me when I need to be held
and touch me how I like to be touched
Your fingers scream with love
Your lips are drowning in lust
And your eyes are always lost
“I love you” No, you love this
’cause I confuse you as much as I comfort you
and you know I hurt myself enough
You can never hurt me as much
Love, Alyazya
Ms. Alyazya, although it is still November 23rd in my world, I am glad to have the chance to read this beautiful, haunting word picture you’ve painted. It felt like a place I’ve visited at some time in my youth a million years ago. Loved it!!
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It’s always nice to reminiscence and revisit parts of our past.
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Hi. This is Wow. Stunningly writ and crafted.
I pressed LIKE 3 times during… ThankYou. For putting into Words this Experience.
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Thank you!!
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Love this !
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This speaks volumes, the last four lines sent chills through my body. Amazing piece! 😊
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Thank you, that means a lot to me.
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Beautiful lyrical text 👏💙
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Thanks Victoria 💙
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Love this. So beautiful-yet bittersweet.
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Thanks 💙
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Beautiful and somewhat mysterious. Like life.
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💙 💙 💙
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Complicated, so beautifully penned!!
xoxoxo
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Thank you! Glad you liked it 💙
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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OMG 💙 💙 💙
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I’ve realized that one of the first things I note when I meet someone is whether he or she is guarded or unguarded.
In this poem, it seems that the unguardedness is false.
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Perhaps
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this sounds
kind of like
love, to me 🙂
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Hehehe
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Beautiful
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Simply profound in a way I wish I couldn’t relate to. But it has truths of a life lived forever ago, yet it’s like it happened a few short breaths ago
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Ah, I’m sorry you could relate to this
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I know, I know. It gets better and it gets worse.
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It’s one hell of a ride
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There’s only one way to react to a rollercoaster once you’re on it: screeeeaaaaammmmmm!!! And grin like a mudderfolker! 😀 😀
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This mudderfolker is enjoying the ride so far ^^
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Hahaha – yeah! You go, gurl! 😉
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Wonderful blog
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It’s in the way your hair falls down your face, it makes me want to say, Hello.
Will it be in the way my name rolls off your toungue, will it be my new favorite song, would you sing along….
Strangers feel a disconnect and hope to find a way to break out of the echos that reflect past moments hoping to find at least a heart that understands ….
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<< but your touch is only meaningful in your absence. >> wow, fantastic writing ! I think it hurt my feelings ! haha
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An imaginary way of feeling in love, exactly explain the situation wherein two souls really mingled whereby nature disclosed its theme upon us. Well!!
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Like this
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Loved the way, emotions were entangled among the words
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I’m glad you enjoyed it
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Outstanding ❤
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Beautifully written – just like a rollercoaster of emotion. 🙂 Well done! ❤
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Thanks, Tom ^.^
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Such powerful writing … I love this! 🖤
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Thanks 💙
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That’s peace, well written. This piece kinda follows one of my joints, Regurgitated Back to Life. give it a gander 🙂
http://orchestratedliteraryassault.home.blog/2019/06/03/regurgitated-back-to-life/
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