Submissions by SweetAfton
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I Believe in an Albion of Sweet Aftonation ... the rest is irrelevant
To Enthrall
A demon of green avidity clutched the blossom of my virtuous glance, which fell helplessly upon the artistry of thee.
Oh but if one could of simply inhaled the fragrance of this earth most candy coated rose or the flush of a first solemn caress between the hearts of angelic youth.
Then may this not be that emotions tide
May this not be the accurate chronicle of love or love not the chronicle of my minds current state?
With this do I sin or fall upon the unread chapter of perfect morality.
The moment transpired as thou had always preformed a returning glaze as such, as if I...
Oh but if one could of simply inhaled the fragrance of this earth most candy coated rose or the flush of a first solemn caress between the hearts of angelic youth.
Then may this not be that emotions tide
May this not be the accurate chronicle of love or love not the chronicle of my minds current state?
With this do I sin or fall upon the unread chapter of perfect morality.
The moment transpired as thou had always preformed a returning glaze as such, as if I...
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Self Intoxicated
I once dreamt of you in an opium daze
as i drifted with the violet synthetics
you appeared before me, such an effulgent sight
floating amongst the stars
but your pure sapphire eyes scorched with every gaze
an imprint upon my vacant soul
somewhere i found the power to shatter the paralysis,
i reached to your vicinity in a hypnotic state
racing and screaming your name
but nothing departed my swollen lips
everything was muted
suddenly we were so close, i reached to touch your face
with on sharp embrace you disintegrated
right before my eyes...
as i drifted with the violet synthetics
you appeared before me, such an effulgent sight
floating amongst the stars
but your pure sapphire eyes scorched with every gaze
an imprint upon my vacant soul
somewhere i found the power to shatter the paralysis,
i reached to your vicinity in a hypnotic state
racing and screaming your name
but nothing departed my swollen lips
everything was muted
suddenly we were so close, i reached to touch your face
with on sharp embrace you disintegrated
right before my eyes...
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Dirt Denim
Back to that old room once more,
that bitter smell, bitter sweet smell of self destruction.
For it lingers, lingers on that yellowing bed lining,
those same old drapes,
the pealing, painted walls to the cell,
that's where we have spent many nights of our childhood.
Five finger discounted drabs and dreads of jewels and colours,
colours and jewels, plastic pearls,fabric florals,
and we watched them slowly fade,
poorly rolled fag butts amongst the gardens autumn leaves,
and that same old denim jacket, the one with the dirty sleeves.
Dawn after dawn i...
that bitter smell, bitter sweet smell of self destruction.
For it lingers, lingers on that yellowing bed lining,
those same old drapes,
the pealing, painted walls to the cell,
that's where we have spent many nights of our childhood.
Five finger discounted drabs and dreads of jewels and colours,
colours and jewels, plastic pearls,fabric florals,
and we watched them slowly fade,
poorly rolled fag butts amongst the gardens autumn leaves,
and that same old denim jacket, the one with the dirty sleeves.
Dawn after dawn i...
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