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we here define courtesy
by the beauty of weekday faces
and monday mornings
wet shower hair and shampoo
ungloved winter hands and bare feet.
you look like you should be in bed,
sweet and undone,
pale light drifting 'cross your face.

and i measure time in summers and the number of repeats
a song takes before it loses its power;
the number of days it takes for me to wish you ill,
because i am a coward and a liar;
the surprise attacks of love that take place
over warmth, heads on shoulders, and nervous violins;
the stretch of realization
that we have a very long time to live
and very many years to stand on stages alone
rehearsing lines we'll never ever say
©2007-2009 ~Pluia
:iconpluia:

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and i like you. and i like you. and i feel so bohemian like you.

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:iconjunniewhatever:
i love how you managed to insert violins into this without changing the tone. it just changes the pace; makes you stop and think. you're a wonderful writer.
:iconpocopiumosso:
sarah is my muse. because of things like this.
we must write a poem. session 1, right?

--
Love is how it's lost
not how it's found

~Azure Ray

omgPIMPAGE!

love me
love me not
:icontakenoko:
Wah, I like this ._. And the last four lines are just so. Ouch.
:iconpluia:
YES. slide, slide on.
part two.

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and the reason that i laugh and breathe is oh love, and the reason i do not fall into this street is love.
-e.e. cummings
:iconchelsea-chic:
and very many years to stand on stages alone
rehearsing lines we'll never ever say


... so true. those lines really got me. and this whole poem got me.

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Hi, I'm Emily.
:iconazizriandaoxrak:
i love you
happy vday
and very many years to stand on stages alone
rehearsing lines we'll never ever say
magnificent
and so true

--
But for three years I had roses, and apologized to no one.
~V for Vendetta

There is a darkness deep in you, a frightening magic i cling to... ~Snow Patrol
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I love the way your describe the way you measure time.

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~~
If I could I would shrink myself and sink through your skin to your blood cells and remove whatever makes you hurt but I am too weak to be your cure
~~
:iconpixil8ed:
This is a really good one.

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Life is an endless wake.
:iconpainted-porcelain:
and monday mornings
wet shower hair and shampoo
ungloved winter hands and bare feet.
you look like you should be in bed,
sweet and undone


God, this is beautiful

--
FairyTales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children that the dragon can be killed.
-G.K. Chesterton

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