I'll let you take me under cause I already lost the taste of space long before I met you.
Your eyes resign In mine, wanting to come alive but scared to die again and you're so damn pretty and the night seems frozen in a darkness that makes this all seem possible last as we're entangled nowhere yet everywhere watching waves through our endangered breathing,
I must be thinking that your scars were a past love of mine, that maybe my heart won't outweigh my body this time but in the morning it's always a slow rush on who leaves first and you are always missing something when you are here and when you are not and I am overgrown in thought
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Author:
Ashesmaths (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Lovers are never on the same page but will still read their hopeless book lost together in hope for a new chapter that can save them both from themselves or each other
- Category: Love
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WELCOME ASHES ~ Thanks for your first poem which I enjoyed because it was out side our normal dimensions of Space & Time. In my experience LOVERS (a very wide generic term) are often not even on the same Astral Plane which makes congress difficult. I have dated some Ladies which I feel (in retrospect) were ET's but when I tried to investigate they relocated ! The problem is that with today's technology most UFO's are invisible (most ALIENS do not just materialise out of thin air) and ET's are increasingly indistinguishable from the human melting pot. If you do suspect your Lover is an Alien don't accept an invitation to meet his Mammy ~ you might never get back ~ also avoid visiting New Mexico USA ! Thanks for caring and sharing ~ BRIAN (ALPHA CENTURI)
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