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I Went Big

First I was happy when you got out and I said: “Bye kid”…

After dinner it was all right, feelings hid-

den were discovered and we landed that kiss

on the way to the miracles we are going to experience together.

How am I feeling sad now 6 hours after; I miss 

your sweet scent and the cold of your kiss 

after drinking water.

Now I am going to leave and it’s out of my hands.

You talk to your mom, your sister, your friends,

Make your decision that will affect me and have me

Throw myself either into the river or a plane to come back and see you and kiss you and scratch my lap with your jeans and watch you lean on me and say: “ well-come back “.

A serious adventure that could make my life change,

You are out of this world, you are not on a 1 to 10 range;

Is there a number for what I feel that could express the feelings I keep pressing your way?

Nah.

Spending time with you was better than heaven as a spa. Affection, positive sadness, excitement —

“Bye kid”… I went Big.

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Dimensions

Today was a fine day, tomorrow could be the same

Without earning fame, just you and me shining

In the sun ray, and lay all day saying nothing.

Meaning of “ I want you back “ is really just the way I say

Everyone is out of the game and you are in — my mind

All the time, You make me ache like lime in my eyes.

I despise leaving without feeling a drop of your attention,

Or the tension between the yous and the mes in all dimensions.

Timing is right and you are right and this brownie is right and we are right and we are right on time to hit the road and leave for a bit and be “on the road” and stop when we hit rock bottom, like Jack Kerouac — we will never hit rock bottom.

Boredom can be exciting when we drink to it and skip into it after a split second and just have it right on the hood of my vintage car, so your jeans scar the vehicle of my dreams, and my goals are hidden by steams summoned by our hot fumes.

Today was a fine day, tomorrow could be the same With the yous and mes in one place, calling each other sweet names.

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free the men from the Braces

We talked about this over a latte and my shitty soy milk cocoa, but I feel like I have to express it in the way I feel most expressive to express things.

The girl with braces,

подтяжки henkselit bretelles,

Proteza parantezi traky,

Naramnice draadjies tirantes.

Pendakap seler krampoj.

These mean the same thing.

Fogszabályozó.

Do not read this poem with your natural intentions,

Thinking about how this must be about you,

Not the poet, releasing stress, and unneeded tensions.

Not every piece I write is as resentful as this, yet

You deserve a writing for treating me with treats;

I never — was your pet.

A pair of denim jeans destroyed, black leather rock and roll pants, pungent adidas trainers, and your man-trap body and soul; 

These will never have me again.

Rhymes are dry, and I’m losing sleep over an over-worn t-shirt.

The girl who had shining metal braces on, which hurt my lips when we kissed, is not you. I hope you change, and become someone else; a better human being.

You, the girl who I call you (yes, once this is really about you), please, f*ck off…

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Opening soon cloudypoetry

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Art Above the Cloud

Rough dirt covers the ground,

As you gain sight of the new horizon.

The noises of discovery are sound;

You disconnect from the forged reality…

The forest bounds the door of the hike,

You will observe clouds contrarily on the pike.

The bottom —

You do not see, but succumb;

It will be, where you start from,

The journey, which you become.

The top —

Breathtaking whiteness makes you numb;

Your environs are white and blue;

— Delicate serenity —

Perceiving, standing still,

Radiating immovable will;

Respite beyond the clouds,

Colossal hill.

— Terrestrial view —

You have time…

Breathe.

Inhale the clouds;

They disappear in a rapid motion,

So you see where you started,

Without distortion.

Her memory hiding in your head,

Reminding you of her in bed…

— Caress—

You do this with no distress.

Your mind goes reverse,

A picture, only hers…

The interminable blueness of the horizon,

The undeniable beauty of reality, as art,

You know you will bring her back,

So this may heal her heart —

True art.

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Via Matteo Bonello, Palermo

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White on black -- dolour #poem #poetry #cloudy #cloudypoetry (at The Cave Above the Cloud)

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Unbuttoned Notes Continued

19:46, July 14

Too loud,

I needed louder than that —

Sounding lurid voices from the grey cloud,

Wearing sunglasses as a hat…

Falling greens around me,

They surround me — Calling me

To fall and lay on the marble ground, with them,

Rest on the light of red and blue without sound, not hearing the system…

20:16, July 14

Blooming fakery travelling express,

Walking with my dog, under the sky, no distress…

Missing a mistress, yes, I,

With eyes clean and honest, as the sky…

— That girl gives me that “hello” glance,

The tanned neighbour girl…

Faking the fakery,

The girl has that evil curl; nasty.

But she…

Curl-less, more like nothing alike,

Empowering, providing happiness, a sweet spike;

A flourishing rainbow painted mountain, no man can hike…

Let her smile for reasons any other,

Than someone tickling her with a maculate feather…

Shit —

I like her.

21:01, July 14

The sight of us seeing the white of the clouds,

Disappearing as the sun embarks, beyond the horizon,

As we rise in the morning, and the day goes on, and on —

Ceased at the end of us, boarding on a new season.

I keep on, 

loving.

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My sunglasses. Photo by @dorariederauer #streetstyle #inspired by @caseyneistat #atomsmuxi (at The Cave Above the Cloud)

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This is POETRY.

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Ryno…

Is a comfortable man in style. The Manager and Buyer, Ryno, for Union (Los Angeles) says: “Sometimes I feel like wearing dress pants with dress shoes, but today, I felt like wearing my jeans with a leather jacket”. Ryno wears Uniform Experiment’s leopard print shirt with his leather jacket (Undercover), with a burgundy beanie (Supreme)…

Ryno’s look radiates confidence, whilst it is a playful combination. The hip positioning of the beanie and the combination of leopard print with the leather jacket demonstrates his confidence. The Oliver Peoples classic sunglasses are just the cherry on top for a whimsical look. Ryno owns a comfortably casual look for a Saturday afternoon. Amazingly lively.

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Randalf Teopaco…

While being busy at his studies, Randalf is working at Union (Los Angeles). Outstandingly, Randalf owns a slightly hip and casual look for Saturday at Union. His Nike sneakers and classic khaki chinos fit flawlessly together, whilst his designer shirt approaches street style from an easy angle. With the combination of colours and the lack of formality, Randalf possesses the effortless street style, which we all look for on a sunny Saturday afternoon.

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Victor Nguyen…

Owns the black colour. The Assistant Manager of Union (Los Angeles) likes to have the smartest combination of a black t-shirt and the classic Saint Laurent leather jacket. Victor wears a rigid, yet well paired Saint Laurent hat with his jacket, whilst enhancing his look with Vans sneakers crafted with snake leather.

Victor’s style is very simple; however his accessories are illuminated by the contrast made by their strong colour and his black outfit. The simplicity and the mixture of bright colours make Victor’s Saturday street style a perfect basic for the weekend. A classic.

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Steven Perrilloux… 

Is big on Gourmet Footwear. From toe to the top of his head, Mr. Perrilloux demonstrates his take on street style by wearing an authentic denim shirt by Levi’s (Made and Crafted), a vintage royal blue Ralph Lauren (RR) cap, simple navy chinos, and his signature Gourmet kicks, crafted with two toned snake leather. 

We bumped into Mr. Perrilloux in Garrett Leight California Optical; therefore it is not a surprise that he pairs his street look with a pair of glasses from Garreth Leight and Paul Smith (Garret Leight x Paul Smith). The shining gold glasses make his Saturday style seem edgy. The style certainly provides a nonchalant breeze, which makes the look exceptional.