You are what it feels like to watch the final silvers of sun fall and die into the silver ocean; tangerine sky giving way to moon-glow and starlight.
STEPHANIE BRIARWe usually seek the divine in the sky, But religion is best found on the ground. Nature is our true creator.
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When you focus on directing your energy away from harm and toward healing, you feed the soul and starve the ego.
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The glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.
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I would throw down roots with you if I ever had the chance. We’d grow strong in tender shoots, and bloom in burning hands.
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Emotion = Energy in motion.
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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
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The stars are where we came from. They orchestrated our return to the place we can always come home: our ancient, timeless love.
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If we are what we love, Then I am whatever you are made of.
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To the oppressed with no seat on the table; dreaming of change and better days, I will pull up a chair, and light fires in your name.
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Standing in your power scares a lot of people. You become something formidable, intimating, and aspirational all at once.
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Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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Let yourself go a little wild, a little rough around through the edges; the human spirit wasn’t meant for carefully-curated perfection.
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Can hope bloom in the shade? Can time give back what it takes away? I once saw the answers to life in your eyes; now I can remember the words to goodbye.
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I don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.
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In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.
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We usually seek the divine in the sky, But religion is best found on the ground. Nature is our true creator.
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The pain of your memory is sharp enough to be felt the nails raked along my back by somebody else.
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I count the stars from whence we came. I name them all for you; my flame.
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He’ll keep some daying and tommorwing until he has no tomorrows left. I don’t choose that.
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You could not keep me fed by throwing me bones and empty promises. I am ashamed to admit how much starving I did before I finally left.
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Do I look as good as I remember, Looking back at you from over my shoulder, smug as the devil?
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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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I fall headlong into everything that lights me on fire. I know not of restraint. I was born to burn.
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Light finds you just as I once did: an accident that is no accident.
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I erected cities with adoration on my tongue and you burnt mine down in the wake of your love.
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Some days, my mind will still be in prison, but I will live in spite of it. I unlearn how to swim; I trade my gills for lungs and wings.
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