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For what can never be. I could love the skyFor what can never be. by ~CarrotxStuffing
with the sun as witness
to my terrified heart,
weeping because
the sky is big
and I am small,
but it is you I love.
I could love the earth,
swallowed in soil,
the scent of pine, eucalypt
and bracken
wafting in the woods
through my cavernous soul,
but it is you I love.
I could love the water
in deepest currents,
and swim fearlessly
to cross oceans,
salt in my skin
and fistfuls of reeds,
but it is you I love.
If I loved you any more,
I would have no need
for rain-soaked streets
and dew-drenched mornings.
I would wake up
to your misted breath
and your pulse,
a soft song of peace
beneath my finge
Natural Selection The first timeNatural Selection by ~CarrotxStuffing
your eyes sank into
rhythmic waves of
opening, closing,
in motion with
your panting
and heartbeat –
you were
paralysed, pulsating with
numbness stretched
into your fingertips
like pine needles.
Hungrily, you captured
me, fallen prey as
rabbit to fox.
A victim to the
hunter's passion, not
unwillingly caged
beneath you. Your
novice skill betrayed
the impending kill,
but as the tide
obeys the moon,
the blood ruled you.
You're the architect
of this murder;
shuddering at night, I am
handed to felines,
reptiles – pinned and
wrapped in heated embrace
and leeched dry
from neck-down
until y
About Love in Throes of Possession I.About Love in Throes of Possession by ~CarrotxStuffing
And even though
we face each other
standing on either side
of the earth,
separated by leagues of oceans,
by mechanical rebuttals,
by cultured sensibility -
the 'his world and mine' -
I feel I must intrude:
to stretch out my neck,
while you grip me in
a headlock,
to open my eyes
wider than I've dared before;
scrutinising, selfishly
discriminating what you call right.
Not to prove you wrong,
but to argue louder
so that you may not
ignore me.
Precociously, I am nothing
more than yours; no-one knows
better than me, and my
fantasy reign over you.
II.
It's not enough to know
that you're
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