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Under the oak tree they kissed
and her sweater was torn violently,
in a craving to be something else,
something other than a human and

somehow, a kiss could do that; a kiss
could make them taste like fresh bees wax
and morning dreams. A kiss could make the
stars feel like sapphires in their palms,

if only they could open their eyes
and catch them. Pipe dreams, & dragon wings.

Despite herself, she stared at the sky,
stuck out her tongue to taste
the universe.
©2007-2009 ~ohfever
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This is about
love & kisses
& being here. Now.


Thank you for reading.

:heart:
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:heart: don't wake me up.

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i write. this is what i want.
and sometimes i write lyrics for boy bands.
wow this is really wonderful =D

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Colours that tint the Raxian scales are: Crimson, for dried hatred thus ignited anew, Umber for vengence that boils because of opression, Gold for lust of the splendor in merriness of another, Blue-Slate for over-brooding in sorrowful mishaps. White/Black
why thank you. :)

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Do you still believe in stars?

*tangledseaweed ~ art / photos
I shall try not to. ::tucks you in bed::

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Do you still believe in stars?

*tangledseaweed ~ art / photos
your words take me to a place i dont want to leave.

:heart:

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lovebites.
THIS IS THE BEST POEM I HAVE READ IN ABOUT FOUR MONTHS.
yesyesyesyesyesyes!!!
Wow, it's beautiful. I so wish I could think of more to say.
i do like the line

"the craving to be something else..."

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"I'm sorry, was that the sound of your heart breaking?"
i've said it before and i'll say it again... you paint your words on my screen. and i'm honored as always. :blowkiss:

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