poetry

poetry

my boy? he is evenbetter than books. -fiction has nothing on you.

my boy? he is evenbetter than books. -fiction has nothing on you.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

He will one day meet his true love... A fellow traveler on the road... Her eyes will be his ocean... In her ocean he will sail forever....

He will one day meet his true love... A fellow traveler on the road... Her eyes will be his ocean... In her ocean he will sail forever....

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Romantic haste in drama bringstears and sighs when the hero diesbut the curtain fall is finalwhen in life we take the tragic wayThe sunset too is a glorious thingbut with it ends the day.

Romantic haste in drama bringstears and sighs when the hero diesbut the curtain fall is finalwhen in life we take the tragic wayThe sunset too is a glorious thingbut with it ends the day.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Lie beside me, oh my beloved! For thy thorns are more pleasurable than the petals of the world.Hold me in thy arms of hope, for the truth of separation can rest tonight.

Lie beside me, oh my beloved! For thy thorns are more pleasurable than the petals of the world.Hold me in thy arms of hope, for the truth of separation can rest tonight.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

If I say your voice is an amber waterfall in which I yearn to burn each day, if you eat my mouth like a mystical rose with powers of healing and damnation, If I confess that your body is the only civilization I long to experience… would it mean that we are close to knowing something about love?

If I say your voice is an amber waterfall in which I yearn to burn each day, if you eat my mouth like a mystical rose with powers of healing and damnation, If I confess that your body is the only civilization I long to experience… would it mean that we are close to knowing something about love?

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

the intensityin your eyesburns my penas i write.

the intensityin your eyesburns my penas i write.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

He wanted to be a poet,' someone else put in while Maggie hugged Tim and patted his back. 'Said he'd only lacked the words to be one.

He wanted to be a poet,' someone else put in while Maggie hugged Tim and patted his back. 'Said he'd only lacked the words to be one.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

We were hooked when we woke.We had arms for each other.But I yearned to resumeMy dreams of another.

We were hooked when we woke.We had arms for each other.But I yearned to resumeMy dreams of another.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

To fall in love with someone's thoughts - the most intimate, splendid romance.

To fall in love with someone's thoughts - the most intimate, splendid romance.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

There is darkness in light, there is pain in joy, and there are thorns on the rose.

There is darkness in light, there is pain in joy, and there are thorns on the rose.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

your handtouching mine.this is howgalaxiescollide.

your handtouching mine.this is howgalaxiescollide.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Love, they said, burns youand builds you.But with you, there’s no ash.Just light.

Love, they said, burns youand builds you.But with you, there’s no ash.Just light.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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