Aurum_AfterMidnight

@Sweet_Peaa96Morristown

✨️Writing feels like breathing in color— golden mixed with midnight. New chapters weekly, shaped in the quiet where raw emotion, tangled romance, and poetic chaos are refined into something lasting.✨️

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Seasonal Melancholy

Seasonal Melancholy is about the quiet erosion of love — how devotion can stretch itself across days, months, and seasons until it becomes something unrecognizable. It’s a meditation on waiting, em...

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Still Here

Still Here — the third poem in my series about love, hurt, and the moments that almost break us. Two POVs. One fragile love. Choosing each other, again and again.

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Pieces of You, Pieces of Me.

Two hearts. Two truths. He says one thing. She hears another. And sometimes, love only exists in the spaces between the words.

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Falling Into Me

Aria Sinclair has her life perfectly ordered-coffee in the morning, color-coded calendars, a thriving internship, and a relationship she's cherished since high school. Her world runs on routine, am...

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Weight of Myself

This poem is for anyone who’s ever felt heavy in their own skin. It doesn’t soften the truth — it simply names it. If you recognize yourself in that quiet ache, step inside the lines.

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The Pattern Ends With Me

For the mothers who are still healing the little girl inside them. For the ones deciding to stop the pattern— and choose love instead.

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My Sun

For my husband & my soul mate 💛

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Color Between Us

The kind of love that stains instead of fading

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Followed Into The Dark

For the ones who mistake devotion for destiny

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Gentle Again

For the ones who fear softness, yet crave it still.

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Things We Burn For Love

We burned so bright, we forgot what it meant to survive.

Aurum_AfterMidnight

@Sweet_Peaa96Morristown

✨️Writing feels like breathing in color— golden mixed with midnight. New chapters weekly, shaped in the quiet where raw emotion, tangled romance, and poetic chaos are refined into something lasting.✨️

Seasonal Melancholy

Still Here

Pieces of You, Pieces of Me.

Falling Into Me

Weight of Myself

The Pattern Ends With Me

My Sun

Color Between Us

Followed Into The Dark

Gentle Again

Things We Burn For Love

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