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I want to spray your name on the wall,
Fluorescent colours in bold,
Neon paint on society,
A symbol of alternative love.

I want to etch your initials on the bench,
Encased in a tilted heart,
Skewed letters scratched on skin,
A symbol of everlasting love.

I want to draw your smile on the sand,
Vulnerable to the foaming tide,
Crudely drawn on soft powder,
A symbol of fragile love.

I want to sew your heart on mine,
The ultimate bonding of souls,
Embroidery loops stitched on blood,
A symbol of united love.
©2005-2009 ~BloodDemon13
:iconblooddemon13:

Author's Comments

I really liked the idea of having a poem called Graffiti, not sure why, so I tried it out. It's not all on graffiti, which was far too difficult to write a load of lines about! However I will make another attempt to include the stuff in a different poem.

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:iconfrancees:
I am awed. really. I too get the feeling when I just want to write a poem called something, I'm trying Glitter right now, but it never turns out this great!! I really relate to it too. very moving <3

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skinfidelity
:iconblooddemon13:
thank you! Yeah it's so weird, I just get a really good title, but nothing to go with it!

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Crawling on the planet's face,
Some insects called the Human Race .
Lost in Time
And lost in Space.
:iconfrancees:
i know exactly what you mean. its difficult to write the poem around the title, as opposed to the other way around. If you could take a look at my gallery i would really appriciate it :)

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skinfidelity
:iconfluffythemonkey:
This is pretty good!

The repetition, in the third stanza, of the root "draw-" made me pause for a second. As it never occurs elsewhere in the poem, that kind of repetition, perhaps you should change the words "drawn on" to something analagous but without "draw," such as "stenciled into," that sort of thing.

I also don't understand how one would stitch something on blood ^_____^. If it's a metaphor, explain! I don't get it!

Again: I like this. Good work!
:iconmcnorris:
i love love poems, they are pretty much all i write. the message of wanting all to know when you are in love is strongly delivered in this piece. good work. if you like reading love poems too. (or poems in general) you should check out m y gallery, i am in need of feedback:)
:iconliving-strange:
I don't have anything to say other than: I like this poem.

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You'll never fumigate the daemons,
no matter how much you smoke.
:iconblooddemon13:
Wow thanks!

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Crawling on the planet's face,
Some insects called the Human Race .
Lost in Time
And lost in Space.
:iconblooddemon13:
Thank you so much! Yeah I do like poetry, so sure i'll check you out!

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Crawling on the planet's face,
Some insects called the Human Race .
Lost in Time
And lost in Space.
:iconblooddemon13:
lol thanks, good point with the draw! Yeah stitching on blood its kinda working with the idea of DNA and joining it etc and how difficult it must be, but in the end the results are fantastic...it's a long shot lol.

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Crawling on the planet's face,
Some insects called the Human Race .
Lost in Time
And lost in Space.
:iconblooddemon13:
Yeah it's so hard! Yeah sure I will.

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Crawling on the planet's face,
Some insects called the Human Race .
Lost in Time
And lost in Space.

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