My earth, my nature, my everything. I want to be with you... I miss you. My never ending pulchritudinous yearning to feel you again. All that I will ever be, all that I am is you. My place with you certain, I am here now. Where you want me, where I want myself because I am you and so is everyone else my wounding, beguiling, magnificent universe. I feel my connection with the earth again, I breathe the wind and sound of life... out onto a blue sky. Moments before the dirt under my feet sank. I am no longer myself. I am the universe I lived in. Me and the earth are one being, I feel bound by a body no more. I am untangled, unchained. I wish I could have been smarter. I am ready for the wave of peace to hit all that I love and know. For the grass to prick my skin, for the gorgeous willow tree to rise from my chest. My universe, I am finally nothing. Only my consciousness. Beautiful.
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I Will Never Die
PoesiaI will start this honestly. Honesty is heavenly, unbelievably vulnerable and beautiful. I want to be bathed in all of earth's truths; golden and pretty. Gliding against my skin, thin, easy to push past. I want to die. What a gorgeous truth. Not, die...
