“I can’t see you, but I know you’re here. I can feel it.”
— Wings of Desire (1987), Dir. Wim Wenders
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I was becoming you
The smell of peppermint
Or my chopped boyish hair
I have a loving friend in you
I love you like a father or a brother
When growing old we became waves
Or weaver of certain dark thing's
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You come home
You find the talisman
You kiss shattered roads
Winged and unattached
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“Always be kinder than you feel.”
— Unknown
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I saw how you looked when the sky exploded with fireworks
I might actually become a mermaid creature when the flood takes the world
Smoked petals and oleander dust
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What makes you happy nowadays
Tired language and musical chairs
Beautiful spirit bird's with red ribbon
birthday cake with chocolate heart's
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“She serves us tea that smells like a forest and makes my headache go away. Then she brings huge mismatched antique floral china plates heaped with brown rice and these vegetables that I’ve never seen before but taste like what goddesses would eat if they ate their vegetables. Miso-oniony, golden-pumpkiny, sweety-lotusy, seasame-seaweedy. The food makes me stop shaking.” ~francesca lia block
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I was becoming you
The smell of peppermint
Or my chopped boyish hair
I have a loving friend in you
I love you like a father or a brother
When growing old we became waves
Or weaver of certain dark thing's
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I am a girl with a pink poodle
A Ramones shirt and journal
In love with Flowers
writing about faeries
Perfect imagination of light
Loved and full of warmth
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I was at a Cafe writing on napkins thinking of Yeats or the beautiful Buddhist who traveled to Sri Lanka
People with blank eye's sipping coffee
completely spaced & silent
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I was becoming you
The smell of peppermint
Or my chopped boyish hair
I have a loving friend in you
I love you like a father or a brother
When growing old we became waves
Or weaver of certain dark thing's
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Honey dripping cinnamon girl
You are the startlingly magically beautiful
In star lit print of higher moon's
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I wish I was a faerie
Gold dust rose of Sharon skin
Ice cream sandwiches at midnight
Creamy morning coffee
Or a oak tree with squirrel's
Eating whipped cream and flowers
Petticoats like swirls of rainbows
Raspberries staining my hands
Dragonflies in summer heat
Firework's exploding like wild bird's
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Moth wings lay in the ground
Silky nymphs with Fang's sting your neck
Cherry bark scents
You are my soulmate
My twin singing up rose's
Astral pages in my journals
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