MAUDLIN MAWS▪︎Poetry (3)

By lolitaelectric

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Riddles of the lamented heart I keep preserved in a decent hush of demented peace and quiet. Major tw bitches More

Prelude: Maudlin Maws
1. Dare you try me
2. Capable beings practice death
3. The old boy's dead
4. I miss the medecine
5. Sixth stage of grief
6. I'd let myself love you if it wasn't for what he thaught me
7. My mother made me into a blade and asked me not to bleed
8. Dispatch of me lady, please
9. Full of myself
10. A renegade's sermon; articulated speech of duplicity
11. Phantom
12. Springtime framehood
13. Silver is the mouthfeel of love
14. Brine made gods
15. He who fell for a girl's melody
17. Wilting soundness was a crime made by Love
18. Knees in the dirt cannot stop the sweetest kiss of mortality
19. This desire is rubbing too much on my want to do anything else
20. The most gentle effect
21. Dog in resistance; not your girl
22. Archenemy of the father
23. Impostor
24. Forward, with the earlier days
25. This is no weakness but emotion
26. Mending thread
27. Ophidian
28. Oldest Hunger
29. Knight in love
30. If Jennifer's body was taken metaphorically
31. Attempt on redeeming a (my) home
32. Vengeance stands
33. Hystericus (of the womb)
34. Purgatory
35. At the eve of salvation it only took his daughter to smile back
36. Sharpshooter
37. Diagnosis
38. Leftover-lover
39. Arms for a jailbird
40. Mother-Daughter portrait
41. Gods' envy
42. Holding the horses for a conjuring
43. Weaving by the means of lack
44. They of me
45. One greater world with her own talon
46. Metamorphosis of a girl
47. Do you rivulet claret ? (dream inspired)
48. Usher me torshed colleen
49. Swan song
50. Reckoning of the saint who didn't wanna be
51. My own raft
52. Redeemed
53. Moving out/ unload me
54. I'll be right behind you !
55. Eyes inadequate
56. Motherly Elegy
57. Put me on...please
58. Deem us love, not the lords lowered and in the clouds
59. Upon the spells I sleep
60. Poetry...would you be enought to save me ?

16. If I dared

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By lolitaelectric

Clarion is your climbing on my desire;
Loud and clear
Entrancing the life of me in velvet ropes of charm.
Feelings do suffocate
Even hold a man's chest amaranthine on a cross; an altar to his standing allegiance for love,
For everything nudging his weaknesses
Aboding in ghosts of lust his thoughts.

I might have set a far fetched intent
In the purpose of anchoring your essence as the first denotation to my soul
Perhaps cupid pierces your excellence,
Heeds your delicacy to my discreet fascination (sole excuse for my misery )
Makes you leave your secret chambers; those doors with no keys or outer locks.
Crimped in a tower, a portrait, a golden golden body you remain
My little hush-hush mistress
Stiff hands and harmless motives (that do seem provocatively dangerous at times)
With malice imbued in your lull stare Telling me:
"You can be a part of this, you can be free if you dared to dive"

A dizzy moon kindled by our sight
Drunk in twilight thoughts
Of involuted figurative talks
Of stark-naked tongues.
Touching within a distance that didn't involve physical touch
Preying eatch other in carnal courtesies
Alongside the pond of cursed lovers
The feel of pealing flesh against
The combustion of a heart set to give in
The night_dying at our arms;
Palms of stars extended generously to mount the ghost of her crown (dead girls can't be monarchs);
Lightyear offerings to her eyes
As if the night too wanted to hear her say I love you
Feel the earth set with the quiver of her heart in despair strokes
But she inlike the way everyone blabed around
Was faithful to a front stage behavior;
Regulating her lips in fashionable honey
Speaking only in dreary lines
Befriending my good faith
Assailing my nerve and killing me softly

Without a word but impasive silence_
Shall I let my shoes slumber in that pond ?
Take the trail back to the definite clif ? Or back down ?
Shall I walk back to my room, search for you in the archives of my mind ?
Say nothing, let every breath you stole from my lungs speak in amatory prose in perpetuity ?
Or dive ?

24 November 2022

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