Rhapsodic
	adjective
	    1. emotional, rapturous
	    2. characteristic of, or of the nature or form of rhapsody
	Origin
	    1750-1755, from the Greek word  rhapsōidikós.

(all songs were recorded in 2 takes or less)

Touch Me Again

This Is Pornography

Nacre & Red (sacred)

In Your Dreams

Kissing (less Than)

Moondrifts

(miami)

providence

(delray delray)

9212020

please don't lie
i thought we were
supposed to never 
say die      (die)
but i
i bled out for yo(u).
to show you i'd let you hurt me
i let you throw that bottle at my face
so i 
could keep yo(u)

a refraction off your shoulderblades
a spectre in your voice, a trick of the light
i run  my  hands   down  your ribs
and come crawling from your skin //
i should not have let you let me in

hurt me again //
please hurt me
hurt me again

e(u)rydic e
did i turn to see
you too soon?

e(u)rydic e
did i turn to see
you  too  soon  
(?)


written by rafevanputten

e(u)rydic e

paraselene: (noun) 
          1. a bright moonlike spot on a lunar halo; a mock moon

i will not be your moon dog
that paraselenic anemic phantom
haloing from cirrus haze.

i will not be your immaterial phantasy
that webbed gauze you pull over your wounds
to dress a weeping body
which oozes through me.

(here)
barely here, if at all
lighter than the drifting motes of verdigris
floating around your face.
(your face)
marmoreal like the moon
i've never seen skin so perfect.

muted
, i watch you applying makeup
silenced
, a mock up of myself
where do i go when i'm with you?

i glance at my hands in case they're dissolving
intricate formed flakes reposing into water
(the sound of snow melting at night)
can you hear it?

the melting?

my bleeding in the warm night of your greeting?
and never once did you let me see the sun
but with your cold hands i was lifted far too high into the black sky
and placed
amongst thin crystals scattered in front of you.

which one am i?
can you honestly tell?

weightless now i struggle to move back to the earth
but i fear the burden of gravity
for with it i will find what you stole from me.

i will not be your moon dog
your illusory warp
a delusional cloaking to cast across your violet eyes.

distorted she
a fool 
for thinking she is not alone
for with the winter of her sky can she create mock moons.

a halo from cirrus haze
that paraselenic anemic phantom
i will not be your moon dog.


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