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Silent Love

Often loudness is in disguise of love

Performative declarations

Promises and dreams built on words

True love is a glass of water always full by your bed

Paints you mentioned yesterday on the counter

Just because flowers because today was hard

A cool towel on your feverish forehead

Not drinking so you can drive your tired lover home

Observing patterns

Watchful eyes

Attentive ears

Its doing without asking

Not reading their mind

But being so aware you don't need to

Where the commitment of care outweighs anything

The silence of love is simply action without words

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Astrology thoughts #1

I believe in both free will within astrology and fate.

Transits are only influences on you as a person

A chart may show what you are drawn to, experiences you may choose, values you may hold over others

Because it doesn't give a detailed essay of factors about you

What you do with the influences is up to you

Just as chiron heals, it also wounds

Your mars on your partners Chiron

Will you heal or will you continue harm?

Trines connecting aspects, will you choose the easy route or continue to work to strengthen the bond

Squares to planets, will you struggle and give up? Or work harder to create the strongest bond?

Oppositions, will you fight against or see how different you are and learn from another?

Harsh aspects are harsh

But it is in the most difficult and darkest of experiences that we come out stronger with a firmer foot on the ground.

They show us what we truly need and feel

Easy aspects are lucky, feel good and easy but when you get too comfortable, you take them for granted.

Saturn restricts and withholds but it rewards in due time. Saturn teaches us how to live without

Jupiter expands and gives luck but too much at once is overwhelming and you learn nothing.

Pluto not only destroys the tower but removes every trace of its existence. But in order to transform into something new, you can't grow from rubble. It has to be a complete fresh slate.

There is beauty in the pain and the pleasure of every planet, aspect, and connection

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Jazz

Unnerves me

Forces my rushed body to still

Tingling parts of my mind

To Sit

To Soak

To Soothe

Musicians in their own world

Unaware and in bliss

That never stop playing

Jazz

- bon

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PTSD

Publicly overnight our bed got brought to the masses

Through stories, gossip and texting

Strangers then demanding access to my mind's crevices

Did I do the right thing?

- bon

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Cannibalism

Neck open for a lustful bite

Handling a body as light weight

I don't want to come, I'm not done with you yet

Lips, a meal for a starving man

Feasting as if our breath will end any second

Let's play a game

Hands leaving marks

Light headed as ecstasy reaches higher

Salivating, I could f*** you forever

Feral, primal, Uncontrolled

What is the line between cannibalism and sex?

Because I won't be sated until I eat you alive

- bon

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Once my mind wandered from the grief of a lost love,

It found, beneath a pile of forgotten letters and books,

Poetry again.

- bon

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Humanity

The tenderness of humanity is a lost art.

Though is one the poets yearn for.

One the musicians ache to craft but are nervous to play the first note.

Where community screams and shouts.

All while the outspoken are silenced.

- bon

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(un)moving time

The birds discussing outside my window

Tires being worn on the pavement

Tranquility between the sirens

Only the clock is working today

Moments between dreams and sight

An unmoving body to the cloud it rests on

Bliss, contentment, peace

The clock should join my weekend too

- bon