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unstoppable, unsaid

we are honeyed with the rays of our summer. i have never been so green with love. our hours wean with the passing of the heat but there is time yet. so still we twine together, your hands heavy on my hips mine splaying the small of your back. ours is an unstoppable, unsaid promise as wide as the solstice is long. our summer is endless forests soaking in the sun, warmed bodies tucked together on beds of moss.

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unstoppable, unsaid

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wrong place

when it's cold outside, i wonder what i'm doing in a place like this.

truth in a sentence

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terrible me

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i forget the rest

we’re together and all i can think is i love you, i love you, and i forget the rest. i want to stay, but day by day i am no closer to settling than you are to leaving with me. you are the only thing i’ll remember from the city i’m leaving behind. not even eight-hundred miles can erase the way your hair always musses at your crown, or how you pull me towards you after you come back to bed. nothing severs the sensation of when you kiss my bare shoulder in the middle of the night, or the way only our eyes graze when we’re not alone. the world’s not on fire because we’re together and all i can think is i

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unstoppable, unsaid by acciopen, literature

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unstoppable, unsaid

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departure song

i am awash in traces of you and dire not to rinse it away. though we have not lay together for well over twenty-four hours or traced rivulets down expanses of skin, the leftover fervor keeps me held fast to you. i am drenched in the acts of loving. with you i am soft and vibrant like moss in an old-growth forest. i have never been so towering. we are a boundless canopy of trees and i am in awe of us, for together we dim the stars.

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a lot to be desired

today i do not have the comfort of the mountains, autumn here knows when to covet them away, when to make me feel as if i am the only being on this damn patch of earth. and there is a chill in the air, not quite from the impending winter, and not quite from the earth showing us her bare bones. it is the cold felt when we parted ways, lingering like bitter breaths in the atmos. oh, how quickly the trees lost their leaves here, almost as if they know how sudden autumn should fall when you are hundreds of miles from home.

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nothing good gets away by acciopen, literature

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nothing good gets away

while i’m gone dream me something tangible, like hands over gooseflesh. dream your lips on my skin, and my gaze scouring every inch of you as we slip decidedly into a rhythm yet discovered. dream me a way to love you more from eight hundred miles away. dream our minds burning against each other as well as our cricket legs joining together under the covers. dream that we are enough apart as we are together. dream of me full of light at all angles, stars alighting the soft corners of me. while i’m gone dream me the world where we’re together again.

stellatarum by acciopen, literature

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stellatarum

we shared a kiss so green it flourished under the mantle of stars and i've never felt so whole, or so undone. an unrelenting passage of time had kept us apart, not unlike the waves that separate the shores. but now there is honeysuckle and wildflowers where our pale shadows touch, overlapping limbs causing murmurations and gooseflesh that could rival mountains. together we are boundless like howls echoing in the fallen snow, the birch-whites of eyes, and evening midwinter fires. we are embers in the twilight, circling, addressing the other as age-old paramours.

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immutabilis

when you claimed her, you were taming an ocean. her ardor was not soft though, as the albatross alighting upon her placid surface, it was unyielding, like water caressing splintered hulls of run-a-ground ships. but your tender hands barely had to skim her to make waves with a zenith that brushed the stars and brought their light down for her to taste. you crested her waves and softly, like the albatross, she became endless with you.

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