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Loving you is like breathing in freshly fallen snow-baptized mornings.

Jessica Wilde

The sea calls to me – she promises to set me free, it’s tempting- losing myself in her vastness allowing her to swallow me whole, beckoning me to make her deep darkness my forever home.
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Call Forever Home Myself Promise Sea Swallow
A wooded winter trail awaits, no footprints pressed upon the snow – a path I dared not once to take but now – I must go.
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Await Dare Myself Snow Winter
Your laughter sounds like a galactic symphony, your eyes shine magic like Saturn’s rings, and your golden hair flares like the sun. I smile as I rock the universe to sleep and sing of stars that twinkle deep within your dreams.
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Dreams Laughter Magic Myself Shine Sound Stars Symphony Universe
I lace barbed wire around my heart, constrict it – pull tight, maybe the pain will make it feel alive, and I can pretend it didn’t already die.
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Death Feeling Heart Myself Pain Pretend
Underneath the stars, the weight of living dissolves – releases, breathes, be.
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Breathe Dissolve Live Release Stars Weight
You were refreshing. Your idea of love infused me with hope and joy.
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Happiness Hope Idea Love Refresh Yourself
You hold a piece of me I will never get back. Be even tender.
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Hold Pieces Return Yourself
When winter withers – my bones begin to thaw, my lungs crackle as they expand, and the blood in my veins start to flow and I awaken from hibernation – hungry for happiness and eager to let go.
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Awake Beginning Bone Flow Happiness Hungry Let Go Start Winter
I simply cannot hold onto hope, it aches like possibilities never reached, I’m bubbling over with grief – this chaos has caused so much loss and fatigue.
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Fatigue Grief Hope Loss Possible Reach Simplicity
Cider and candor and cranberry kisses, firelight dancing – lowered inhibitions, our eyes caught up in intimate moments, soaking in these cinnamon-spiced secrets.
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Dance Eyes Intimate Light Moments Ourselves Secret
My mind is not my own. I don’t recognize her when I am alone.
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Alone Depression Mindset Myself Recognition
I’m half agony, half hope – like I’m a freshly cut bone, like the last stone that was held – then not thrown, like a garden where inspiration roots but never grows.
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Agony Garden Growth Hope Myself Stone
Today, cold seeps from my insides out, the frigid rain warm on my skin.
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Cold Myself Rain Skin Warm
I love you – like a lighthouse and the sea, like mountaintops and valleys, like how the sun breathes life into leaves without even touching.
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Breath I Love You Leave Life Light Sun Touch
I hear your voice say my name and my soul melts slow, I’m a helpless mess.
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Help Mess Myself Name Slow Soul Voice
I chip and carve until I’m a corpse – a bone with no marrow, or a sparrow without wings, a vein without wings, a vein without blood, a puppet with no strings.
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Blood Bone Death Myself Wings

Loving you is like breathing in freshly fallen snow-baptized mornings.

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