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
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
Relationships are great and I know in time I will look forward to being in one again. But right now, there is a lot of enjoyment of being single! It’s a lot less stress for me to be single and here’s all the ways that’s true. I saved a ton of money on gifts this holiday season. Let’s be…
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?
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.
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
I had been modeling my previous collection formats by very excellent, well known Poets published by big name companies. As a new, small time, self published poet, that’s really not the best idea! Big publishers want more material from their poets, that’s not necessarily what the readers want. The industry is focused on markets and money. That’s not where my focus…
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.
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.
You’ve always gone at your own pace which leaves me hoping and waiting for you to finally want me as much as I have wanted you. Would you tell me when it was time to let go? -Oct 2019