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WINDOWS TO THE SOUL

Delve into the depths of ones soul through the brightest windows -- our eyes. 

Pt.1

A magnetic pull towards the darkness reels me in, again..

I’ve encountered your grasp before yet —never this intensely.

Why are you this powerful?

What is it about the silence, the emptiness, the cold chill creeping up my spine that has me intrigued?

The shadows beneath your wings seem quite familiar;

I surrender with ease.

However you have far too many questions, ones I cannot answer.

Demands I cannot submit to for I fear if you looked deep enough, into not past; but into the windows of my soul — you’d know exactly why I’ve become a stranger to it all..

Model: Kyle Bernard

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Pt.2

 

you wanted me to unveil my mask, for you.
you wanted to relieve me of the burdens i carried

— but i couldn’t handle another love story,
the timing wasn’t right.

i wasn’t ready to face my truths.
i wasn’t ready to face those feelings.

to be honest, i didn’t know.
..i didn’t know i was falling,
for you.

i couldn’t understand why i melted in your presence.
i never understood how one could make me that weak.

your rose tinted lips,
your seductive eyes,
your spirit,
so full —

full of love and light.

the movement of your hips,
the softness of your grip..

it was easy to get lost in you.

i’ve probably cried a thousand times,
listening to your favourite song.

i didn’t know i was in love with you,
until you were already gone.

you saw past my rough exterior,
you welcomed me with open arms.

although you could never crack the code,
you insisted on loving me.

— yet still, i never let you inside.

your soul still speaks to mine,
although i know that we can never be.

i thank you for everything,
you were everything to me.

Model: Rayana Speede

Poetry series written, directed & photographed by Generale Q.

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