Grace, she resides...

I'll love you like you're broken,
there's a grace in all your faults.
I have the knowledge and the fingers,
to trip the locks on all your vaults.

There is beauty in your sadness,
I'll bend the pieces til they fit.
Carve my wooden heart outside me,
into a throne for you to sit.

Traverse the distance of your smile lines,
curve my finger to your chin.
Because there is no sweeter season,
than the autumn of your grin.

So if you'll love me while I'm broken,
we'll take the parts and make brand new.
In this world of black and white,
we could be the vibrant hue.

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Astral_Tides's picture

Funk me running!Dayum this

Funk me running!
Dayum this is so freaking beautiful!

There is beauty in your sadness,
I'll bend the pieces til they fit.

I might sacrifice my left arm to allow my right to scribe this way.

Grrrr..


"The stars awaken a certain reverence, because though always present, they are inaccessible; but all natural objects make a kindred impression, when the mind is open to their influence." R.W.E.

 

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Resurrected from a flatline.

How romantically poetic!
I could read your creations all day, and never be bored.
There are so many great lines in here.

Favorite of all:

"Carve my wooden heart outside me,
into a throne for you to sit."

Brilliantly written!


"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo