if only you knew the love i felt, the beauty i crave, the darkness i bring - would you long for me, then? {❦} = personal favorites of mine

i'm not expecting a reply, but at least the acknowledgment my letters are reaching your grave would be kind. or just watch me spiral with a smile. tom riddle 2021

my disposition on your skin © 072818 , enamoramos

everything's growing in our garden you don't have to know that it's haunted POETRY BOOK

devils laugh at prayers, but so do gods. POETRY BOOK - cover by alwyzeasierr

- 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑦 𝑤𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑎'𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑦 - All Rights Reserved ©_eunoiia_ 2021

Poems & the inner thoughts of my mind <3 All rights reserved. No parts of this disclaimer may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopy or recording, or any Information storage and retrieval system without permission in writing from publisher. #13 in Poetry 11.8.21 #1 in venting 23.9.21 & 03.3.22 #3 in prose 24.9.21 #2 in poemcollection 25.9.21 #1 in lifeexperiences 28.9.21 & 03.10.21 #1 in short poems 29.9.21

Kalopsia [ka-lop-se-a] Greek (n.) The delusion of things being more beautiful than they really are. Poetry. Mostly intertwined with Tales of Greek Mythology. "Will wonders never cease When my muse saunters the velvet night, And prays to the moon for fine dreams, With the voice of a thousand angels singing a symphony?" "You obliterated her heart Ruined her morality Invaded her thoughts without permission And filled her senses with poison." "A single flower, the Hyacinth To be here for all time, Til the earth goes for the long rest, And til we all are dying, And on its softest petals, I inscribe my sorrows "alas" For all time." #1 in free verse as of 1/21/21 #4 in poetry as of 3/24/22 #1 in dark academia as of 10/5/20 #1 in romanticism as of 11/18/20 #1 in light academia as of 1/16/21 #12 in poet as of 1/20/21

poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry

be my cynosure, stain my lips with aphrodisiacal delusions of us. touch me not, for the moment you do, i shall search for it for the rest of my life. collection of poetry reuploaded - 12•28•20