loneliness, love, passion, poetry, romance, sadness, sexuality, Uncategorized

Untouched

I’m in fear, my dear… under the willow trees, trying to keep cool.

But after I look up, I wake up, see the ceiling, and feel a fool.

I’m in fear, dear, and you know it but don’t know why.

Your heart is my greatest slumber, I’m creating our life awry.

The words can say it all but in the end, my palms lay untouched.

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passion, poetry, rhyming, romance, self, Uncategorized

Free

I can see you opening a box

Pale blue and glowing

And inside that box is the thing

That I’ve dreamed of knowing.

I think you’re able to see it

Whenever you have desired

But I’ve been searching for it

For so long and I’m so tired.

My heart suddenly realized

Why I’ve been so enamored

It was the recognition of you

Within me, the illusion shattered.

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Almost There

I’ll never stop biting the liquid off of your back

Cheek leaning on the palm of my languid lack

It’s eating away like vinegar on my tongue

Dripping like an impulse of invigoration unsung

 

And then there’s the sound of the softness of your invitation

The hesitation in my lips and your musical sensation

In which I redirect the childlike mind running my heart

I dream of petrifying our past and finally getting our start

 

 

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art, life, love, poetry, rhyming, romance, sadness, Uncategorized

Divorcing

There’s a change

A new range between cage

Bars and the smart

Whip of finger snaps

I clap, I cry, I’m flying

On a blade of burnt grass

One change, enrage

But I’m myself again

Too many bars in the cage

Of your unwilling, thrilling

Unhappiness

And my rods and cones

Focus like hocus pocus

I’m clapping, I’m crying, I’ll fly

On my smirking lips

Covered by finger tips

No “shhh…”

Just knowing, I’m instrumental

My sanity is mental

Finally, my heartbeat, feels gentle

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