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Romanticakchiis

biological reaction

with just a glance, i feel my body roaring to life, with every cell rising up in a passion as if in response to you, my nerves sizzle with the stimulation as heat rushes through me, filling me up with great excitement as warmth envelopes me and nestles deeply in my chest. this biological reaction, this primal need for fulfilment, of starved crevices which yearn, brimming with red hot desire, sending jolts of electricity down my spine through my fingertips, finally bursting out as i see you smile, just as you always do, and my body slows with a shuddering jolt. suddenly, all i can taste in my mouth is the overwhelming sweetness of you, you, you.
Romanticakchiis

synced syncopation

i reach deep into the layers of your being and tap into the deep tangles of fleshy heartstrings to feel your heartbeat through vulnerable skin, fingers barely grasping that ba-thump-ba-thump in my embrace. i hold that small ember in my palm as if it was a precious wonder; and as the tricoloured rain dances right before my eyes, and the sunlight rips a tear in the artificially darkened sky, i find myself melting into your steady rhythm, my own melody fitting right into yours, synced syncopation of a duality intertwined almost into canon — my world isolates that noisy beating
Romanticakchiis

pathfinder

on the autumn riddled wound path to my home, the reddened leaves crack and falter under my footsteps, fragile facade of beauty trembling under my crushing abyss, sinking, fall's composed magic crumbles under my solemn weight. ghosts of smells i once loved fill the air. letting the ashy air grasp my empty hands, i feel a sincere warmth from within, radiating, sinking in and becoming one, unfaltering unlike the ground beneath me, steady, fortified, safe; an unshakable foundation. the world is still painted in the same monochrome as it always has been; the four seasons change just as how my feelings falter as they pass by. but all i can have now is the homely scent
Romanticakchiis

365 days to love, and i shall give you all of my days

i only have 365 days left to love, the doctor wailed; a year to give away the battered expanse of a soul who knows the end of their span, the grim reaper looms, there is no time to loan another's heart for a half hearted sense of fulfilment in search of life's meaning. i am about to die, and yet the only person id ever want to hold my still body is you, who has weathered my storms and watered my gardens, i was the hearth and you were the blazing fire, i was the moon and the stars and you were a brilliant night sky, endlessly timeless and eternal, your love was, and therefore i shall love you
Romanticakchiis

orbit

the stars rotate around my axis, twinkling little giants trembling in the wake of my immense gravity, my selfish hands pull and reach for these orbs of light, wanting them all just for myself, core of cold ice engulfing and destroying and reducing love and life to empty nothingness as i consume and consume and consume but the sun still exclaims their radiant glory, the galaxies still quiver in their tremendous vitality of stardust and beauty and their confidence, the universe still spins and grows and breeds all these fragments of infinite infinity - remind me of my colossal insignificance oh dark star, for with the billions of star-showers
Romanticakchiis

numb cravings

warm shivering body in search of a light, for the quiver of your lips on mine, the ghost of an illusion delicately delivered in the eyes of a child, forlorn dreams slowly fragmenting at the crushing reality of the charming prince never to be seen. i crave for the gentle touch of your heart to mine, for i want love as how i love it, as selfish as it seems; the roses pretend to choke as i speak, this pale faced beauty, mouth shut, numb figure dancing alone in the silhouette of the thumping adrenaline-filled valve once known, once felt, never kept, forever holding
Romanticakchiis

summer rain

the gentle warmth of the rising sun fills my tired, cold heart with radiant joy, the morning dew glistens with the colours of the rainbow, carefully twinkling under the golden hues, dotting freshly matured leaves as diamonds on this ring over my left hand, a promise which rings eternal, just as your reign over this body of mine. the birds cry their morning plea; melodious etudes of the new dawn ring like wedding bells, the soft echos of their love song rejuvenate my shell of exhaustion as the air brims with joyful exhilaration, sizzling with the energy of a thousand suns. yet, it retains the lightness of a million feathers, grazing my flushed cheeks as i lean into your being.
Romanticakchiis

illusion

i dream of you at night, a ghost of your fingertips tracing my back hesitantly, as i imagine your warmth enveloping me, flowing deep into me as i melt into your embrace. i feel your face bury into the crook of my neck; red hot lust emanating through your quickened breath, one i can conjure, one that i know. i dream of you pressing deep into me, reaching, grasping at the confines of my heart, digits lovingly knocking at the doors of my soul as you engulf me in your love, filling me up as i blossom in your arms, the gaping, wide hole in me filled in a flash;
Romanticakchiis

gaze

take these hands and lead me to the windows of your soul. in those autumn depths, let me find myself in these pools of rich amber, glistening with the splendour of a thousand suns, of great mystery and beauty which cannot be gauged by worldly measures alone. let me be the subject of your gaze, sweet and dripping with honey, hexagons moulded into crescent moons grant me the tenderness of a mother to her newborn child; i experience gentle affection, through these all-seeing orbs of yours,
Romanticakchiis

sol

the radiance of the sun, nestled deep in this hollow cavity of mine; one which yearns to see the glorious rays of a hope left forgotten. a delightful warmth spreads through my fingertips and is bursting at my seams, filling me with such beauty and splendour; one which pours eternal, everlasting admiration for you, you, you, and only you, as i bask in its serendipitous luminosity, before i inevitably melt away just as the wings of icarus,

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