《THE WHITE ROSE PAINTED WITH BLOOD》xiv - snow falling like wings the color of heaven
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"hello," you say softly,
your voice saccharine
like lullabies
thecoloroffallingwings
and winter
b
l
u
e
your eyes are so
beautiful
(blue)tiful
it makes me
hurt deeply
inside
it makes me
feel as if my
frozen heartstrings
are
t/u/r/n/i/n/g into
s
t of
r bittersweet
a forgotten
n
d
s
you feel like autumn blue
cobalt blue
cerulean blue
prussian blue
neon blue
melancholy blue
bittersweet blue
origami blue
black blue
starry blue
spring blue
summer blue
autumn blue
winter blue
blueblue
blueblue
blueblue
blueblue
you're so blue it
stains the whites of my
eyes with watercolor
e x p l o s i o n s
and the corners of my brain
t e a r
into disoriented fabric
of pluto blue
i realize i've been staring
and you're looking at me with
curiosity in your eyes and
roses in your
frozencheeks
color
in your bone colored
cheeks
color
you're so beautiful right now
"let's go inside," i say
we didn't need words
we just smiled and the
message was
c o n v e y e d
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it is 7:15, and winter is
fall
ing
white feathers
dusting the gray
sidewalks
dying softly
tenderly cold
you order a cappuccino
swirled with autumn
l e a v e s
and i order
lattes drawn with
broken
c n t l a i n
o s e l t o s
and dynamite foam
coffee waves washing against
beige beaches and
seeping into the
cracks of my mind,
warm
(but not enough
to reach my
winter heart)
we are dreamers
fading away from the
world and
pretending
that
we
are
not
dying
as we drink coffee
like we could be
forever young
we are dreamers
meant to die young
fleeting like the snow
f l y i n g
from the soft sky
we are dreamers
once
we were
only the
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people
w a t c h i n g
only people watching as
others
fell
in love
dreamers dreaming of
the love we saw
until we
found the love we wanted
in one another
you read poetry
as you drink your
coffee
(isn't it lovely?
how much we can
learn about
someone from the way
they drink their
coffee?)
i reach over the table
fingertips reaching for
the face that i'd once
hold
in only dreams
now a
reality
i hold my hand to your
cheek, and your hand
reaches up and rests over
mine
fingers softly cold
and delicate,
slender fingers that
p + a + i + n + t + e + d
supernovas and new
worlds
and pluto that
glowed coral brown
and the color of
cold courage
a painter's hands
hands with the power to
create true art
yet so fragile
that glass could
easily slice them
we stay there, in the
d e l i c a t e
quiet
that felt more
beautiful then a thousand
words and colors
we stay there,
and it is in moments like
this, moments that
feel
as if we are the
only people in the
w o r l d
it is in these moments that
i can find a reason to live
[ when my hand finally
leaves the warmth of your
face the world feels cold
again, and you feel so so
faraway that it scares me ]
i watch the
/d/
/r/
/o/
/p/
/s/ of snow falling
like white feathers, from
wings the color of
heaven
like white
f e a t h e r s // from WINGS
theCOLOROFHEAVEN
i watch as you drink your
coffee, both hands wrapped
like a scarf around the cup
/fingers gripping tightly,
as if you're scared to
/ / / / l e t g o / / / /
hazelnut strands of hair
fall into your forehead ::
your eyelashes flutter ::
your cheeks filled with
pink c/a/m/e/l/l/i/a/s ;
u blow at the coffee so
softly
your eyes meet mine
lost eyes / soft eyes /
coffee eyes / glowing
like a soft light in
barely breathing spring
forests / a gaze like a
w h i s p e r
your eyes smile quietly
oh, i love it
when you're awfully quiet
don't hide my la-love
don't hide from me,
darling come out and
PLAY. come learn how
to live with
me, my dear / it's about
time that u learned to
everything about you is there to love
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