one poet shy from a dead poet's society

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le-pinard:

// loving you at a distance //

you never write in pencil,
you’re afraid that your words will fade
and you’ll be forgotten
because you never intend to be temporary

and that’s why when you’re away
I remember how you kissed me
behind closed doors,
in alleyways,
in hurried ways,
with a sweetness that still lingers

I wrote you in pencil
there was no need to preserve us,
we were little more than a blank page
that once held words.

(via le-pinard)

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it is decided. i will get a straight marriage as a facade (she will consent: it will be for business reasons). then, as our empire grows strong, i will use our combined powers and friend circles to have a “scandalous affair” that no one will no about with a hot young guy.

and life will be like the movies.

cause that seems more likely than me finding anyone normally.

Filed under gay guy problems

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tangentofk:

my true love will be able to sing and play (on some instrument) “for our elegant caste,” “something’s hallow,” and “an eluardian instance” with me, harmonies, segued and all.

this is how we will make love.

it will be beautiful. not realistic.

i’d also take a paper chase fan. no choice songs, just cause we’d figure that between each other.

this is a b-side true lover, but the sex would probably be kinkier.

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my true love will be able to sing and play (on some instrument) “for our elegant caste,” “something’s hallow,” and “an eluardian instance” with me, harmonies, segued and all.

this is how we will make love.

it will be beautiful. not realistic.

Filed under of montreal love my true love personal me