《THE LOUVRE (POETRY MUSEUM)》THWISHA /FT. PISCINE VIDES + TO MY DEAREST DARLING/
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𝖋𝖙. 𝖕𝖎𝖘𝖈𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖘 + 𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖞 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌
a collection of phrases,
sipping ambrosia • tainted divinity • the fountain of the gods • celestial suns • golden girls • aquamarine harbors • sea green eyes • crowns of shells • sinking into the swimming pool • watching the stars with you • in our garden • whispers of iloveyou • ichor veins • bones of gold • love dripping between our finger tips • ocean love • cigarette eyes • piscine vides • drinking planets
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𝖕𝖎𝖘𝖈𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖘
— we sip pink lemonade from yellow bordered cups, letting the searing summer rot our twisted minds more. there is tepid mortality in your bones and gold in your eyes, yet you kiss me like you'll live forever. imprints of you cling to my body, your grayed storm like gaze unwavering from my sun burnt melted skin.
— he jumps into the storm tossed ocean with its unforgiving waves. i try to run after him, but he is already being swallowed by the hurricanes and the frothed cobalt waters. he screams he loves me, his words dying before being eaten up by the frigid and deadly ocean waves.
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don't you see what we had was never love, love isn't something that we were ever capable of. we are just hollow skeletons, devoid of warmth. our hearts pump cyanide tainted blood while we breathe the noxious air that corrodes our corrupted lungs. darling, we can never love.
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— you could hear the distant hum of breaking hearts and shattering glass, being played on repeat on the rusted vhs tapes. peppermint breaths and apocalyptic kisses were the definition of you and me.
— does it lie in the camelias that bloom from the graveyard of words that die in our throats before we're even able to sputter them from our opal lips? does it lie in the rich velvet that slithers down the slopes of my arms? if you tell me it lies in myself, i'll believe you like a fool once again and shred the skin off my bones to find it all over again.
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𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖞 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌
— i feel like if i met you, i would melt into you, like ice cream on a searing summer day. i wouldn't mind melting into you, you're the only constant in my world full of variables. i know i haven't been the same ever since the hospital visits happened, my memories feel fragmented and disoriented.
— i remember the first time i told you i loved you. we both were lying down on the dew studded grass of my garden, next to the rosebush you gifted me; looking at the starlit sky. in that moment, all i could feel was carmine blushed love dripping from the crevices of our bones; staining the emerald grass. i whispered to you that i loved you, and you whispered it back to me. the euphoria that erupted in me that day, still resonates in me till this day in each and every crack of my heart. i still love you, i don't think i can stop loving you. i want you back, but i know i can't have you. i am sorry this world didn't give you the love you deserved. you had such big dreams, you wanted to make scientific discoveries, you wanted to love, you wanted to grow and spread your honey dusted wings, but all of that dissipated with a single bullet.
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her poetry makes u feel immortal; i recommend all her books but read to my dearest darling if you want ur heart to be broken
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