Since the moment
I found you,
I have only encountered
two kinds of people:
you
and those who aren’t you.
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Tag: passion
Poetry
Poetry is for the living,
but death
is what grants it meaning,
making time so fleeting
and love so precious
that even poetry
can scarcely
touch it.
Lands Over Lands
Even if you’ve never
traveled beyond borders,
if you’ve entered
the open arms of love
or eclipsed the lighted end
of despair’s underpass,
you’ve seen
the most exotic things
this life offers.
Beauty
Is something
beautiful
because it is
unexamined —
mysterious, unique, untouched —
or is it
the exploration,
the unearthing of layers,
that makes a thing so radiant?
Appetite
But how
do you
give an
appetite
even
to my eyes?
-L.M.G.
Fanart: Villanelle, Killing Eve
my chest echoes
with the cries of my monster,
devoting anything that’s not you,
to a psychopath’s slaughter;
the monster in me
has a single-point view:
the only thing it wants
is the monster in you.
-L.M.G.
Poetry
I can scarcely
write poetry
when I’m with you
because
I’m far too overswept
by the way it feels
-LMG
America
It’s not a symptom
of disrespect
or irreverence
to want America to be better,
but is instead of the purest love:
a love that wants
to carry
something even higher.
-L.M.G.
Prayer
It’s pain,
more than a priest,
that teaches you
how to pray.
Wordsmith Wednesday: Poem XXII
I’ve been terrified
by things many
but nothing
has shaken me
like
how much
I love you.
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