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THE WINTERThe wind moved in and picked you up, It took wool and lamps; hopes and passionate feelings. A brief moment I felt your warmth and comfort, Then you were permanently gone, the world moves on. The night, the mountain, your home, it's all hard to swallow and digest, And from that spot of dying grass, you called my name, and it was hollow, empty. Walking in the cloudy, dark night comes back to my mind, my hand was in yours. The creatures of the night peered, the towering trees formed figures, I was not alone then, but sick and uncomfortably ill, I now go alone.THE WINTER
I gently pulled the sheet
by ~Yshinozuka
THE ABYSSDreams on dreams upon a fancy, charcoal backdrop, Dripping like a liquid flame on erotic, sublime dreampop, The icy waterfalls stab a crystal, placid riverbed, On sheets and layers of pandemonic, feral dead. Miasmic mountain range, a coral mass of land, Burden on an outstretched seismic hand. Flock of crooning, saintly birds, Peering on traveling, human herds. A beat, ethreal, slowly simmers and reverberates, Dim abyss, sirens coaxing, luring to ripened, lustful fates. Form, so close, sensuous, savory, and sweaty, The face unknown, hidden, masked identity. A mist then surTHE ABYSS
by ~Yshinozuka
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