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1 " I wondered where those roads, in which the world diverged,became the promises of another life, the hilly embankment that touched the horizon intranquil virescent spikes, splattered with hazel lines, that conquered truth and candour. "
― Phen Weston , Under the Rose
2 " I remember your shadow― those faded linesbetween the cracking clouds above― strainedin hues of solitude― a simple kiss― againstthe night we forced among the stars― lockedinto places fashioned from old snapshots― "
3 " Fly away,” sang little lark to the crow,“There is no home for youAmong the broken promises and empty hearts. We drewthe life we never mourned, away with fading dark.Your wings are fashioned from the cold, mindless liesof feathers tarred with pitch! "
4 " The Tuesday Seamstress saidour souls were sewn apart.Delicate embroidered tomorrowstravelled without a start. "
5 " What sanctuary is there in indulging the whims of falling stars? "
6 " Was it privilege to love you?Painted hues of viridescent livesto those lost seconds when we sawthe world begin again in strides. "
7 " If I could count the infinity of youI’d place each second within your soul,and lay my breath between the starsthat form your heart and whole. "
8 " Can you see me― floating amongthose star fuelled dreams― strippedback to atoms across the nightsky in iridescent tones― of nimble highs― "
9 " Who knew those detached wordscould conjure silent vows― flaming―fide et amor ― nothing lasts forever― "
10 " You wrapped your wings against my soul,calmly cascaded tears into eternal waters,where I sat in solitude, waiting ephemerally,for those hours of lost comfort once again,how long ago did sleep become such an end? "
11 " We swim against―our own sweet moments― lappingthe hours in expanded pleasuresthat swagger away― our wilting sentience―pretending to be― existent― "
12 " Autumn rolls against us―outside the morning chorus―you roll over― held in ivory sheets―looking― dawning tendernessin sleepy auroras sermon― animationpaved the simplest rule―along those stationary moments―and I fell for you in those words―it's so hard to get out of bedwith you there― "
13 " Under the roseI whispered her honourand watched her moveparapets in umbra – "
14 " Enchanted caprice,you are my chrysalis,protective over mein each of our long days. "
