Born in one country and raised in another – seperated by ocean, but tied in blood.
M.K. STANDBYThe knot in a grain of wood, a frost covering sodden grass. Mornings warmed by the rising sun and brewing coffee – the vision of the poet.
More M.K. Standby Quotes
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Words hold little scope, for a love that stretches far beyond the limitations of language.
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I sit by the sea wall, willing the waves to stay. Pulling away with gentle abandon – they avenge me for doing the same.
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In the end it’s all the same – the hearty fire or the damp earth. I pray I’m not alone.
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My thoughts feel like plagiarism – a feeling already felt, the words already written.
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It spills from my fingers faster than ink can flow – feelings too strong to contain, emotions that demand to be felt.
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And when I imagine my home – above all else, I’ll always think of you.
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Your kisses fell on me like sand through an hourglass – a thousand tiny moments, for an eternity of stillness.
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The bond of friendship as tight as any lover – where shoulders carry shared burden, a devotion unmatched by any other.
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Your arms around me – and for the first time in years, I feel like I am home.
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The rain reminds me of his voice, a perfectly composed melody in the sky. Each drop that falls against my window, a dedication to the oceans I would cross – just to sit beside him.
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14 days, but I can’t change my sheets. Your scents still marks my pillow – and its all that I have left.
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The knot in a grain of wood, a frost covering sodden grass. Mornings warmed by the rising sun and brewing coffee – the vision of the poet.
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The smell of oak reminds me of summers spent sleeping under canvas, crackling fires and roasted coffee, the soft sound of guitar and voices in unison.
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Her body may lay on your sheets, but my name sits softly on your lips.
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You broke me into pieces, but I took those shards and built a mosaic. I’m stronger for the fall, and more beautiful than I could have ever been with you.
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