The Department of Structured Calm

Written by lunalovelystardust

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Love, what saddens
your days & disturbs your
nights, beyond the reach
of my protections?
I would pluck the tiny
embers that flicker in a
fire to decorate your night
sky, so it may warm you.
I would embrace your body
with all the tenderness you
deserve, fragranced oil to
skin, to soothe your ills.
And I will hold you, when
life becomes suddenly too
much, my soft arms wrapping
you in all my wayward love.

Written by gardenz.of.grey

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Her:
His hand found mine… fingers lacing, his thumb slow against my palm. My breath steadied the way it always does when he presses into my skin. He’s beautiful. He’s wonderful. And no matter how many times I try to tell him in words, it never feels like enough

Him:
I could feel her slipping… thoughts racing, attention scattered. I reached for her hand, trying to anchor her, to pull her back to center. Her breath evened beneath my thumb. She smiled, and my breath caught hard. She’s gorgeous. She’s kind. And no matter how many times I try to tell her in words, it never feels like enough.

Written by lunaoftheinkblooded

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And in soft quiet ways
he turned all her days
from sorrow & pain
into soft peace again.
He, her beloved knight,
& she, his moonlight,
together they rewrote stars
& healed each other's scars.
Their love was true destiny,
a silver Thread of prophecy.
What they now share is fate
two lovers, but one heart-rate.

Written by Thriftygirl365

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Walk beside me by the ocean.
We'll search for dreams buried in the sand,
feel the warmth in the sunrise
and chase the waves while you hold my hand.
Let the salt air taste like promise,
Your breath a vow against my skin,
Every fear I’ve ever carried
Softens where your heart begins.
If the world should break between us,
If the night forgets our shore,
I would still find you in the darkness,
I would still choose you once more.
So stay with me when tides retreat,
As moonlight bends to hold the night,
And let our souls, like seashells, meet,
Whispering forever in silver light.

Written by Anureet (me!)

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tea-stained pages
running through lavender fields
grey clouds rolling
enveloping me
like a steel shield

cherry-stained lips
hiding the anxiety
what is life supposed to be?

what is my life to be?
with my tea-stained pages & poetry
loneliness & generosity
to take to the edge of one kind of reality

sunlight glimmering breaking
through the innate insanity
of insightfully flamed ideas
before the veil closes
to keep me
on the right side of existence

so what kind of reality
could be constructed in the environment
of my existence existentially?

so what kind of existence
could be carved out of
the alchemical blend
emanating from the words written
on tea-stained pages?

tea-stained pages
running through lavender fields
the storms a-coming
to carry me reliably

away or to stay?
deciding to be transported to
a new reality