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Poetry By On May 1, 2020

Warm Bodies

You can’t make the time So I find another warm body to occupy mine. Eyes closed and his hands Start to feel like yours. But I don’t let him in because I still only want you.   -feb 2020

Poetry By On April 27, 2020

Softly Falling

I like how safe you make me feel in your arms and the way you kiss my back Sweet and quick, no hidden agenda. I like the way you call me baby So softly, I wonder if you even notice it pass your lips.   -feb 2020

Poetry By On March 13, 2020

Are you going to stay this time?

I tried to avoid this Barricading the door. But I let you in through the window anyway. You left just as silently as you came. Two years later you’re knocking again But I can’t get hurt this time.  

Poetry By On March 9, 2020

First Touch

Wrap your arms around me and I’ll do the same with my thighs. First touch and your blood rushes in. One look from you  and my heart’s ready to break  free from its cage. You shiver when I kiss you there but our love will burn up these sheets.   -Nov 2019

Poetry By On March 6, 2020

All for You

How many times must I play the fool for you to finally see that I’m only Longing for you? I’ll keep putting myself through this pain  If you make it worth it in the end.   -Nov 2019

Poetry By On March 2, 2020

Making Time

Memories of you swim in my mind as I gulp them down from my 3rd glass. I’ll flirt with someone else just because they remind me of you. My mind runs all day  but it always has time for you. Can’t you make time for me too?

Poetry By On February 29, 2020

TAKE IT FROM SOMEONE WHO KNOWS

You can cross countries or seas but it won’t put any distance between you and the demons  that haunt your mind at night. Take it from someone who knows. You need to turn around and  face the demons within.

Poetry By On February 28, 2020

On the Run

I lost myself while chasing after you I was hoping to find myself again In your love But I’m afraid you’ll never stop running. So scared you don’t even trust your own shadow  

Poetry By On February 24, 2020

Stranded

I’m stuck on loving you Stranded on an island You seem to have just coasted through. I grow lonely and hungry For your love.  

Poetry By On February 23, 2020

MOTHER KNOWS BEST

She’ll never know the young woman  she could have been if she didn’t  grow up under your hawk eye criticism. You talk about her big Italian nose and her spilled out thighs  as if that nose didn’t come from you and your mother. As if her first breathe wasn’t between yours.