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  • penny_love 5d

    he wanted
    red carpet
    she
    needed black
    ©penny_love

  • penny_love 5d

    the trees sing a song
    in night arching long
    all limbs branch tight
    where her black lungs breathe
    she scales under and over
    surrounding the canopys
    she echos her meow
    she echos her howl
    her bodies a leather
    winds beg and bow
    ©penny_love

  • penny_love 1w

    Love in a tape measure
    Will never be found to fit
    Love inside a cube tray
    Only do frozen lips stay

    ©penny_love

  • penny_love 1w

    there is no room for
    a home
    under a roof
    with a fire place
    burning
    ceaselessly
    ©penny_love

  • penny_love 1w

    there is a knot
    several steps away
    the window draws in
    a peace pulls outward
    my climb warms

    hung by a wreckage
    memory levitates next
    crawling inside a fall
    soft as twine rings
    beats in a jump
    to be erased neat
    no loose ends twist
    ©penny_love

  • penny_love 1w

    Today you find
    the doors that bind
    with latch and
    unfound key

    A glory in collection
    you treasured to pieces
    part present and
    part past

    The corners are old hoards
    shimmers on a hinge
    melting the glasses frost
    dressed into a revel
    drapes of armor call
    hug and hold
    colors heart birthed

    Lighting does it graces
    the center is gowned
    curls a melody open
    whispering on albums farwell
    with young songs out loud
    age was a matter of now

    its a heavy entrance
    where answers fire and fly
    new fragments and fabrics fold
    damages reinvent themselves
    closings rise in expire and
    dull air pulls at the loss





    ©penny_love

  • penny_love 1w

    did today call it a bow on aim
    inside a heart that never beat
    pulling on the dids architecture
    inside the barrels puff and haze
    i cupid over and out on accuracy
    never dismay love some days
    deserves to die
    ©penny_love

  • penny_love 1w

    In
    heels
    throbs
    lone
    memories
    inch

    Tall
    on
    yearn
    dipping
    out
    reach

    The
    blinking
    strands
    of
    fume and
    mane
    fly
    on
    braces
    loss

    Swaying
    attire
    slenders
    into
    urge

    Dining
    afar
    on
    fluent
    swell


    Only
    wet
    horizons
    surrender

    ©penny_love

  • penny_love 1w

    Pass me by
    on empty street
    inviting windows
    and
    open fingerprint

    who ever
    ever watches
    cracking prides
    on glance swift
    traffick is a echo brisk
    with light adrift in lead

    to claim and gleam
    folded notes often strike
    inside the lines
    on replay beating
    blinking maps
    crumpled not to try and eve

    a toiling starlight
    volumed up into turn
    descending panes sight
    lifting chores wane
    the faceless down
    next step hunts and bows

    the smell of popcorn clouds
    from a distance
    all a dream
    his lips in motion
    on remnants plump
    swallow lick and pout
    grinning ever sentiments
    glossy thirsts enticed

    hails on a theartre menu
    with play and salty drop
    neat hands grip on withheld
    past our little tickets kept
    reminiscent to the spy
    of freedoms hush

    seated in lines rise
    arching heels and backs do lay
    reborn on edging eyes rest
    bores lid on temptation
    under quality
    flutter
    homemade
    pauses
    ©penny_love

  • penny_love 1w

    only once was
    brief in his eyes
    held to utter release
    the slight skin
    of hunched ache
    moulded over
    fallen years
    held to fleets regret
    hardened tears
    well to lost age
    soft a weapon

    ©penny_love