how beautiful to meet someone by coincidencei. i want it to sound like memories:how beautiful to meet someone by coincidence by Waffles-Of-Gondolyn
lips that taste like sun-ripened strawberries,
love not cheap , nor rich ,
but fragile and passionate , a
deafening crescendo of dazzling desires and
unquenchable fantasies .
i. i want it to feel like true friendship:
not bondage , not sin ;
beautiful ecstasy and
the beginning is uneasy ;
awkward sadnesses ,
secrets in the veil of truth
and sand crushing Time's walls
until we can talk without the moon
blushing and stars'
for you , my love ,
are heaven-sent .
hubrismy motto is the same as ever:hubris by Waffles-Of-Gondolyn
"i believe in the kindness of strangers.
and when I'm at war with myself
i ride, i just ride."
white and gold ,
that open road beckons me
to come home .
i once had dreams of becoming
a beautiful poet, but upon an
unfortunate series of events saw those dreams
dashed and divided like a
million stars in the night sky.
we'd laugh all day and
talk till dark ,
watch the stars as they grow apart .
i wished over and over again, sparkling and broken.
i'd fall apart--
you'd pick me up
and burn your fingers
gluing me back together ,
i knew that it takes
getting everything you ever wanted,
and then losing it
to know what true freedom is.
i danced the invisible line of
illusion , pried my heart away from my
broken ribcage ,
donated the crusty bones
to be idolized in a museum
or sacrificed to strange stars .
they have no idea
what it's like to seek
safety in other people -- for home to be
wherever you lay your head.
he was a solar flar
~she looked into his eyes and saw galaxies , nebulae and infinite mountains of silver , stars trailing from his fingertips but she realized that she was merely a comet , another shooting star quickly fading from his sight to be forgotten .~ by Waffles-Of-Gondolyn
but he was her sun .
dear almost lover ,i. sonnets are spun of silver ,dear almost lover , by Waffles-Of-Gondolyn
allegories arise out of angelical actions ,
but i cannot promise you the stars .
i can promise you explorations of the unknown ,
many questions and not enough answers ,
but pain is not something that you can escape .
our love was not made for movie screens ,
a wild tangle of erupted cowards ,
we willed ourselves damnation and
earned every uncorruption .
( heaven's glory is eclipsed by pain ,
gentleness is an unearned affliction . )
Letters Pt.2Dear,Letters Pt.2 by everlasting1330
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Fragile by Synesthi
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hello fellow earthlings of dA! i am Belle (like the princess ) but if you prefer funky nicknames y'all can call me Waffles! i am an avid writer and obsessed with poetry, so if you browse my gallery you'll find it full of poems about love, relationships, depression, and life. (=|
other than writing, I love to read (mostly YA fiction), ride horses, (i'm going to have a summer job helping out my instructor with her stable and stuff! super excited! ) reread books , watch youtube, shoot arrows (I take archery lessons!) and support others who are going through the same things I have.
oh, on that note, if you are feeling depressed or lonely or anything that you want help with, feel free to drop me a note. i love to help people who are going through crap because I have gone through the worst hell and gotten out of it alive. it makes me very happy to be able to help others as well. if you want to talk to me about anything, shoot me a PM and if you want me to pray for you, shoot me a PM too! i'll help you for absolutely no price, people shouldn't have to pay for help and advice. (=
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~Waffles, the Majestic Empress of Gondolin, signing out.