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“Back to the dark, my cursed throne,
I bear her forth, I stand alone.
Her breath is shallow, soft and dim,
Her pulse a song—a fleeting hymn.”
― Gothic Poems to Love & Liberty: A Collection of Poems on Myths & Broken Hearts
I bear her forth, I stand alone.
Her breath is shallow, soft and dim,
Her pulse a song—a fleeting hymn.”
― Gothic Poems to Love & Liberty: A Collection of Poems on Myths & Broken Hearts
“Oh, Perseus—your glory shall wither and fall,
In the shadow of serpents, you’ll hear my call.
Your victory is hollow, your name is a lie—
For I am the storm, and I shall never die.”
― Gothic Poems to Love & Liberty: A Collection of Poems on Myths & Broken Hearts
In the shadow of serpents, you’ll hear my call.
Your victory is hollow, your name is a lie—
For I am the storm, and I shall never die.”
― Gothic Poems to Love & Liberty: A Collection of Poems on Myths & Broken Hearts
“The air is thick, the stone is cold,
These chains are rust, these years are old.
Darkness lingers, gnaws, decays,
A hollow tomb in endless days.”
― Gothic Poems to Love & Liberty: A Collection of Poems on Myths & Broken Hearts
These chains are rust, these years are old.
Darkness lingers, gnaws, decays,
A hollow tomb in endless days.”
― Gothic Poems to Love & Liberty: A Collection of Poems on Myths & Broken Hearts
“Her breath, a perfume laced with midnight’s bloom,
Her skin, a canvas brushed with lunar gloom.
She lies, a mountain range of flesh and might,
And I, a pilgrim, kneel to kiss her light.
Her neck, a column where the ancients wrote,
I trace with tongue, each vein, each whispered note.”
― Gothic Poems to Love & Liberty: A Collection of Poems on Myths & Broken Hearts
Her skin, a canvas brushed with lunar gloom.
She lies, a mountain range of flesh and might,
And I, a pilgrim, kneel to kiss her light.
Her neck, a column where the ancients wrote,
I trace with tongue, each vein, each whispered note.”
― Gothic Poems to Love & Liberty: A Collection of Poems on Myths & Broken Hearts
“The mattress has not learned you are gone.
It still bends in the shape of you,
dips where your weight once settled,”
― Saltwater & Smoke: Poems of Almosts, Goodbyes, and What We Leave Behind
It still bends in the shape of you,
dips where your weight once settled,”
― Saltwater & Smoke: Poems of Almosts, Goodbyes, and What We Leave Behind
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