tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64970488369107031162012-02-01T22:09:35.182-08:00self indulgent love lettersaigin larkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02019672301083146870noreply@blogger.comBlogger1081100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497048836910703116.post-32107752442430995292012-01-20T10:11:00.000-08:002012-01-20T10:14:47.609-08:00

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you handle fragile freedomsnot yet exposed to the tyranny of logiccocooned in an inward gaze and burden only with by the weight of stillness teetering between THISand the quiet rational knowingsthat came before ithere there is little space for securing ideasof up or down of firm yes's or solid no'shere thoughts have been known to floatspotted and swimming through remanence of lightKnown to

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harbour this firewrapped in down(wrapped in niceties and pillow talk)while stray embersburnrestless ,stilli think of little elsebut of thecomforts in containmentof howto consciously keep fromwanting themthis time,of coursewe know ofhidden valleysbehind the hill topsThis Time,it knows as-wellit knows of the come and gone'sof here and the now'sthat pass as swiftly asthey appearthese thrillsthey

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once conquered head to toesuccumbed to tides of more and morewho flew white flags fromshore line logs who waits to greetthe dew at dawnwho sits humble under starless skieson stumps carved out by hearts releasedwho kisses sighs of wounded kneesand who now roams this careful breeze

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Constantly negotiating between simplicity and Decadence

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Out loud andWithin reachYour words come in carryingno more weightthan the breaththat holds themTonight you are the winds of changeYou and ithe wind and the furysitting side by side and faced the other waytwo feet from the pathsThat lead us herehere where you stitched our time together now one long afternoonhere whereyou helped us find rememberinghere whereyou made senseof comforts,fleetingthe

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I only loved you for a minutelike a feverI tore at youLike a shipwreckI slammed against youWet and furiousI held on Your limbs like ropesBruised my fingertips

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You are older then I'll ever bewith hands like a brand new day hereyour palms hold every happy thought and your fingers let them slipas thoughthey meant to let go

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Its hard knowing that you live in so many placesthat you show up in the glintin the sparkleof eyes and winks and smilesAnd some eyes yesthat have yet to be metBecause you are infiniteI search for you while you are right beside me

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(i like to substitute the word god with love)No More LeavingAtSome pointYour relationshipWith God (love)WillBecome like this:Next time you meet Him in the forestOr on a crowded city streetThere won't be anymore"Leaving."That is,God (love) will climb intoYour pocket.You will simply just takeYourselfAlong!

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Aigin = favorite poem or song, lover of poetry song

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hello love?is that you?all dressed up is that you?With perfumes onWith brand new shoes Hiding behind the crowdWearing a brand new face Cloaked by fun storiesAnd laughs and jokesis it really you,again?are you really here?Here toTake up my timeand swallow up my heartHere to spin me aroundto lock me in a foghere to throw away the key?Say it isn’t trueSay you’ll go find somebody newSay you’ve had

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with every new master, with every new preyYou are left missing the one's you have yet to knowthe names that never reached your mouth,names never said out loudall those smells you'll never get to hold (pause)days, weeks,months (we paused that long)(we pause)it felt like...(pause)foreverlike time had gotten so lazyit deliberately dragged its feetlike time couldnt be asked to get on with itlike time

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http://www.seesomework.co.uk/Your hands,my handsSewn wrist to wristWith no need for armsWe dance like handshakes

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If ever there was a time when I needed your handsIt would be now that I knowIt would never doAnd that there isn’t enough of you to keep all of mefrom slipping through your armsI am an ocean of regret and damns of forgivenessno longer yours To hold

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You make it seem soreal that I worry about the fall from this height

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We are deep in warm bathwaterListening to our ears drum calm into chaos You braid our hair ,now entangled wetinto flapping fishtailsI ask questionsjust to hear your voice swim over to meet mine

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i am bright and impracticalheld together by ribbon bows with open pouti blow winds,warm from circling the suns that light my way back homeI am swollen belly and weighted feetheavy with promise and thick skinned from letting go i am swaying and wishingthis length of time could be long enough to rope all those days when we wereclose when forever didn't seem long enoughI am swollen belly and

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had i not imagined itthought aboutdreamt of bent fingers, cupped handsleft hand soft againt rightholding a puddleholding an oceanit would be perhapsas simple aspressing my mouth to your wristleaning my head backit would be perhaps that simplebut i want it so badly that i waituntil i see you walk away with oceans at your feetwalking through all of itwith fingertips with eyeslike open salty taps

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You were the rainlike a hushpulling my eyes to lowerand my yawns a flutterYou're voice.still at my breast slammed against my ribslike a caged animalthrowing itself towards the open spaces betweenthe barsIt was hard to knowif you wanted in.or out.i was always thereyou were everywhere

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we have love coveredfrom toe to throat in feathers, rags and braided hairwrapped in everything our fingers reachedas fat as over ripe fruitbursting at the seams with the weight of the wordsbetween uswe skin vows to wear as armor and stride with peacock pride along the edges of our quiet nestno longer afraidof falling prey to one anothers majesty

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Imagine the clouds dripping.Dig a hole in your garden toput them in.1963 spring-yoko ono

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You're every page on my deskevery long punishing sentenceI play the passing thoughtfitting myself in between "feed the dog"and "world events"a typo in your on goingsa giant spoonstirring a scripted texta hiccup in your day to dayYou are every book on the shelfya pretty much every thing ever writtenthe smooth of the leather in my handthe letters in my handthe chalky paper on dry skinyou're even

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who's voice is echoing inside my bellywhy is it leaning against the walllike a cool kid butting out a smokewhy is it here at allintimidating me with its swaggerand laissez faire flareI wish now that my belly had sunglasses..so it couldslyly look awayand pretend to not give a careYou should be like the air around meor not at allits no use having youso far awayopening and closing doors that im on

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Because you are all I need Because I would be willing to compileAll my hours all my daysFold them up in a box with your nameNeatly engraved on the lidBecause I give it all awayIn the hopes that you’ll share it with meBecause its mine to giveI have turned this past yeara whitish pulp of milky blanknessFlattened by my ownLonesome hoursI have turned this past yeara blanket of nothingmuffling the

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when your skin and my skinare so close its like theywant to breath togetherfrom time to timewe succumbto these moments of short sighted melding of apparent companyof togetherness...this makesthe reality of imminent solitudethat much harder to live inside ofuntil at last the day comeswhen our arms tell of far offplaces while we exhale every poreand stand, out of breath,exhausted and weary from the

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I had to write a short story with two random sentences as my inspiration 1.An independent woman who has dedicated her life to helping others in any way she can.2. A Polish man runs down the street, pauses while a stranger pees on him,and resumes his run screaming.Here is what I wrote: “It was god’s will”That’s always how Olga liked to think about it.If he didn’t want me to dedicate my life to

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Wear me high on your sleeveTuck me into your jeansButton me to your lapelAnd let me hang on your collarSo that I mayget a chance tosee itthe way you see itand get a better lookat your pointof viewbecause I really do want to come aroundto seeing all the lovelinessyou mentioned the other day

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If I told you that ever since that time we metI had to concentrateOn not to repeating your name(Your name)Over and over And over in my head(your name)In different fontsIn various accents(your name)Over and over in my headAnd if I told youI felt myself begin to miss youBefore you even walked away?IfI told you that muchWould you play fair is fair andadmithow much you enjoyedhearing it?admitthe

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Im taking a creative writing course.I am now warning all my fans...yes all 3 of you..that its about to get creative.

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I want to eat all the words between usTo fill the void you nudged yourselfinto and widened with your absence

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my love for youa giantwith hands the size of sky'sin massive bootsyou walk my thoughtsand leave behind footprintsdeep as oceansi write a thousand storiesstarring you,starring me,on horseback across desertsin large quilted beds on the edge of the canyons you stomp out for usor falling out of gods hands into piles of autumn leavesIn these stories..you love me grandwe rush through everythingwe dance

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with a heart forever brokenI assign different menthe privilege of blame

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for what its worthits you i think ofwhen the light turns its you i will to dreamsto play in sequencethe last times that you were close enough to touchi remember knowing i would have you to missgrateful nowfor the memory of each and everykissIts nice to thinkto think of you in sheetsthat hold your smellwhile i lay aroundthinking of your handsbut still no matter the magicno matter the truth i cant

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wouldn't it have been better if we hadn't ever spoken never had to hearor ever had to sayor ever had to listento never have been suretohavegone on pretendingthat the longing that lovely wantingin usthrough and throughwould, could and shouldever be remediedby the simplesound of i loveyoubecause now that itsbeen spokenoncetwice maybe even a third timespoken inall different voicesmaybe evenin

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here you can view her blog 2 days in the rain

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i have to love you.you leave me no choicebut to embracethe memoryof the last times i saw you.and to spend every momentfrom now until forevermaking much too manyto evereven dreamof leaving you again

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"there are two types of people."" Those who 'love to have' and those who 'have to love' "

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The promise of tomorrows on greener grass.Across this landAway from this feel goodPillow bed with love at my fingertips I carry a map with every inch of this playgroundcarved inside my very skullI know you. surprise turnI know the cracks in your roadI know your storiesIve heard your rhythmsI speak your wordsI breathe in your fresh breathAnd sing your praises with my exhalesI have climbed your

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(hēd'n-ĭz'əm) 1. Pursuit of or devotion to pleasure, especially to the pleasures of the senses. 2. Philosophy The ethical doctrine holding that only what is pleasant or has pleasant consequences is intrinsically good. 3. Psychology The doctrine holding that behavior is motivated by the desire for pleasure and the avoidance of pain.noun1. the pursuit of pleasure as a matter of ethical

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If it’s desperate I amThen its desperate I beBecause s moment with your kissIs what the need may beFor its in these lonesome hours thatYour skin seems so prevalentAnd its when it rains outwhen i think your voice,heaven sentAnd as much as its pains me to say itits trueI’d very much rather be all wrapped up inYour nothingnessthen cooped up in my own everythingsI’d like to be held up afloat over

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My collection is a little a missSince you’ve come alongI can’t seem to just give a kissto any ol stranger who sings the right songIts like I think of you so muchthat I can’t even think of their touchI concentrate on some mundane thing you whispered to meBefore I even have a chance to contemplate their…umm symmetryI forget how to bat my lashes for a little attentionAnd instead think of every dumb

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my quiet poesiemy true as true can beabout you about mewhy then is this heavy anvilof indulgent self pity pullingpulling it away from melocked up locked inwith this open heartlooking here and thereto make that teeny tiny startI hold still to this melancholywishing for a little shake not a droned bosom buddyi am nowwilling you at my fingertipsafloat a top my bursting headbut you are stilltucked

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Upon the invitation of your sighsI am awaiting a moment stillWhere the truth of your eyesmeets the fear of mineit is in this vulnerable state that it comes to bethis is where you see me as I amAnd see here i see you all the moreIm hoping youFind it all too real to be a burdenAnd find it even lovelier stillDespite its beveled edgePerhaps even forits keyless open doorI am in this mornings after

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Here is a poem i wrote in 1999.Dripping past the last puddleleft astray to shrink in the sunthese are the nightmares i would have to endureif i had been born a raindropripped from the wombonly to land in a discarded wipeof a fleshy cheekDamned to spend my life absorbed by porous skinI would have hopei would beConstantly dreaming and praying for the darkThe dark toxins to attack my pillowy

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You make me want to brush my teeth for an extra minuteYour smell or lack there of makes me want to put on lip gloss.Every word that comes out of my mouth seems like its tumbling and every time I try and make sense to you I feel like im blushing uncontrollably.I have a crush on youYou make my stomach feel like its going to be sick at the sight of you’Your voice makes all the blood rush to my

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Lets go ahead and make up a past A past where we fell in loveWith a glanceWhere we could haveRunaway togetherWhere we could have had a chanceOr at the very least shared a danceA past Where when you asked me to stay And I said I had to goYou held my hand to let me knowThat this was itThis was thatPrecious moment You, the dark strangerI , always imagined it soThat I should spend the nightWith the

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Oh the anticipation of it allHearing your voice over the phoneKnowing that when tomorrow comesEach nervous word will be replaced by…More and moreYour lips pressed againstMy lipsPressed againstMy skinPressed against your.. everythingI can’t waitBut I doPretending to do itpatientlyI sit I day dreamWrack my brain thinkingOf some otherMore pressing topic..Some other place my thoughtsCould beBut oh

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Melancholy you return to me.oh welcome back,my little hurt Lying around these distant daysFeeling fashionabledecadent in this quiet sad.Like a gift to myself, these lonesome hoursI tell myself that I want it this wayWouldn’t let go of the lump in my throat even if I couldChoosing instead to wear it in the evenings My accessory, my truth my antique broachConvinced that tears thicken my skinAnd

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In sleep I am yoursYours to kiss Yours to holdI lay therewaiting for your slumber head tostart your nightly songsIn sleep you loseThat little veilThat keeps youKeeps your mouth from saying all the wordsMy ears long to hearit is in sleep that you let goSpill the beans and let me knowSo i hold on just long enough to hear you let it slip..I heard you let it slipjust beneath the coversI caught my

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Do you wonder if I wonder about you.If I sit and drink tea and think about your smileOr tell my girlfriends the funnyLittle thing you said the other dayAnd then say oh wellIt must have just been the way he said it.If I fix my hair for 10 extra minutesIf I think I might be seeing youOr actually wash it when I hate toBecause I might end up standing too close to youthe way I always try to.because I

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You are silenceI am prring like your catI regret telling you I hate catsBecause now you keep tryingTo make meLike yoursI wonder ifI will soon enough be wishingThat I hadn’t saidAs much as I hadAnd wonder if I possibly tookSo long telling youSo much about meThat I may not actually knowVery much about youI may have made you upTo be the kind of guy who suggestsWe get to know one another without

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You, are sweet anticipation.I, am holding your breath and waiting for you kissCatching myself on every syllable that floats from your lipsTo pop pop overhead.. and be carried away by your breath.Speak to me with your loveliness and let me dream of your skinAgainst my skin.You are sweet anticipation Hanging Overhead like a starry night I love to watch and wish to wrap around me.

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I like to pretend thatWhat I search for is so naturalSo normalThat’s its around every cornerLike its some kind of birthrightI somehow started to believe that at some pointI will inherit this kind of happinessI will win a lover who is politeWho loves to laughWho challenges me and respects meWho helps me but also makes me see my own strengthsWho tell me about things ive never heard of and who

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last night I slept on a the waters edgeand rocked to the movement of your sighslast night I slept on your buried ledgeand pretend not to notice the liesI wanted to make you a truthI wanted to keep you aliveHave I forgotten to tell You all the weakness’ you are to love me forHave I told you That in my dreams you appear evenTallerWide awakeI imagine you grow an inch each time I think of youI

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1.In philosophy, belief that out knowledge is a knowledge of ideas and that it is impossible to know whether there really is a world of objects on which our ideas are based.2.Acting according to one's ideals of what ought to be regardless of circumstances or of the approval or disapproval of others.

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understood without being openly expressed; implied:

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means that it cannot or should not be expressed in spoken words

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I want to keep it at shy courtshipI want to let it stay unspokenThe part where you find enough courageto walk over to meis the part were I start to fade awaySometimes if your voice isn’t too loudAnd the music just loud enoughI can drowned out our small talkThinking of your cute mouth opening and closing Saying thingsyour beard growing in.how rough it would feel against my cheekYour pretty eyes

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A fear runs though me that I might be just that …AFRAID.Of what?of hurt of love of hurt and loneliness, of betrayal, of losing face.But I m currently lonely, hurt and feel betrayed. I am living out that fear.And yet I am afraid of changing anything…So I must like wallowing in it.I must find it somehow comforting because the unknown is just that…unknown.And this misery I know well..im secure in

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The expectation of great accomplishments must have been brought on my a belief that those accomplishments would either be a sign of a happy and fulfilled life or a sacrifice for the betterment of mankind...this is assuming that sacrifice would be pleasing to the creator of mankind.If it is the former and that happiness is the state that we should strive for then the act of sharing our

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Lessen the blow and hurt me now.Untie my breast and cut my core.I won’t wait any longer in this lovelinessI won’t stand on your rock anymoreI wont wonder when I’ll slip I will not hold hands and kiss in doorwaysDouble date and smile Laugh too loud Or drive too fast.I want it now.I wont be made to wait any longerBring in the chaos of togethernessOr the separation of foreverBecause its all of me I

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