Submissions by EmilyCullen (Emily Cullen)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Let me be my silent-self, without existence to reveal, nor of treasured thought in mind, with finding need of to conceal.
Nolan
Warm curling energy
The solid heat and strength of who you are
Pours like honey into my spirit
You could be mistaken for no one else
I lean in
And move into your touch,
Breathe you open
I long for you closer
Until I echo with the sensation of you
Your hands encircle my neck
Fingertips touch the base of my skull
Stunned I am still, silent
Captured in what you share with me
You are miles away
And yet you are here.
You whisper to me,
'Ask me for something that you want,
And I will give it to you.'
...
The solid heat and strength of who you are
Pours like honey into my spirit
You could be mistaken for no one else
I lean in
And move into your touch,
Breathe you open
I long for you closer
Until I echo with the sensation of you
Your hands encircle my neck
Fingertips touch the base of my skull
Stunned I am still, silent
Captured in what you share with me
You are miles away
And yet you are here.
You whisper to me,
'Ask me for something that you want,
And I will give it to you.'
...
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Purple Dreams
Castle dreams she'll soon be found
Royal trumpets sorrow's sound
My love tried to flee her light
Purple dreams ensconced her sight
She's denied her marbled truth
Haunted walls await her proof
Ghosts who cry all night and day
Souls she'll find who've lost their way
Now her servants never sleep
For they know what castles keep
Purple victims, dreams enslave
Secret whispers from the grave
Castle nurtures death and greed
She has buried sorrow's seed
Killing love her dark requires
Reigning Purple's true desires
Heir...
Royal trumpets sorrow's sound
My love tried to flee her light
Purple dreams ensconced her sight
She's denied her marbled truth
Haunted walls await her proof
Ghosts who cry all night and day
Souls she'll find who've lost their way
Now her servants never sleep
For they know what castles keep
Purple victims, dreams enslave
Secret whispers from the grave
Castle nurtures death and greed
She has buried sorrow's seed
Killing love her dark requires
Reigning Purple's true desires
Heir...
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2 Comments
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