Our words met, before our eyes.
No sooner the laughter consistently spilt from my lids in surprise of my find. Our filthy tongues twisted as our salacious minds drifted into darkened corners of debauchery
Red tears of linguistic torture flourished
Our minds then found a familiar sound, upon wants and desires behind the lives we’ve created. Our tongues found new flavours of truth and of lies, a connection beyond our deepest convictions
Orange tears of tainted pasts poured
Our days connected opposing split skies, story lines plotted and jotted each time the sun stung my awe inspired eyes. A best friend found abound an alternate realm. Hearts felt at home
Yellow tears of sheer joy just rolled
Relations dipping of old, pining for our shared time. Envious and concerned for their standing in our minds lives. A step back to reflect on any pains being profoundly perpetrated
Green tears of pastures trodden tumbled
Upon reflection our connection more valued than rejection, wanting to add instead of subtract, time together retracted for the greater good of said souls, separate to momentary fleeting goals
Blue tears of loss crossed hearts
Devastation cast the blackest of all clouds, resounding sounds of deathly wails. Shattered lives, sorrowed demise of all that was before. Nothing now sure, never wanting reversal more
Indigo tears sinking in inked streams
Skies of sets and rises continue to force our eyes to see. Looking up the only option, in place of buried dreams. Cries of multi faceted hues bemused by futures now incomprehensible
Violet tears paint hope filled years
So Red raw ~ Orange of more.
Into Yellow swell ~ Green ex spell
True Blue fair ~ Deep Indigo despair
Arched abreast a Violet caress
Rainbows of tears
Filling golden pots in fear
That the rains won’t ever end
This is heart breaking x
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My broken heart penned it.
In hope of mending it… xx
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Darling. So very raw and truthful. Blessed to experience your pen even in the toughest of times. May it be take way in which your battered heart may heal. And for when it doesn’t may we shoulder the burdensome pain of healing with you instead. Xo
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What a beautiful sentiment. I cherish each moment shared with such hearts as yours, thank you for your kindness. xxx
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When Pandora opened the box, array of vices came out. Red for rage, green for greed, yellow for sickness, indigo for insanity, yellow for poverty, orange for hatred but finally what came out… Violet for hope!
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Painful and poignant, yet beautiful and amazing! Your words caress my dreams as violet tears course through your pen to my love. Gorgeous!
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Your words of endearment mean more than you know. I like the idea of the violet pens flow. Thank you kindly Sir. x
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Reblogged this on The Road Less Traveled By.
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Painfully beautiful. How very apt in the realm of parallels. xx
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This blog still conjures my tears.
Thank you for reading, and feeling the intended message 🙂
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so now you have me howling at the moon with a heavy heart yet beautifully done
Howls!!
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