X them out
Close the screen
Don’t leave yourself open
Because they’ll still be there
Just draining your battery
in the background like
an app you didn’t close
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Tag: poems
Tired
I know you’re tired
Tired of being alone
Tired of false hope
Tired of relationships ending
Tired of having to start again
But keeping going,
keep trying, keep loving,
keep praying, keep believing.
Love will find its way to you.
Tremor
You make my legs tremble, my hips lock, my knees buckle and my toes stretch while chaotically my hands go from scaling your back to grabbing the sheets then finally gripping the headboard. My head leads my lips in search of yours and lock passionately but momentarily, a quick thank you I suppose for the euphoric state you’ve placed me in. My head rests while my back arches then relaxes simultaneously as you Continue reading “Tremor”
This
This is what our love
looks like at times lamentably.
Laying under the same blanket
yet still so far apart.
Silence deafening the room
as we both commit to pride.
Instead of making the first move
towards reconciliation.
Quotes For The Soul: Poetry
I love poetry. I love words. There is so much power in them. Words can be as beautiful as the stroke of a paintbrush. I’m falling in love all over again with art in all forms. As of late, poets have been my muse. I find myself truly enamored by the way others, like myself, play with words and design and align them into such beauty. I’m also listening to music with the ears of a poet. Listening to the lines in the same way I’d trace my fingers across a painting in an effort to truly feel the work of art. It’s all just so beautiful!
“She never looked nice. She looked like art and wasn’t supposed to look nice. It was supposed to make you feel something.” – Rainbow Rowell
Enough
I pray I’m enough
When nice booties and perky tits
dance across your social media timeline
In an effort to entice you with a fun time
I’m pray my adoration is enough
When your hairline recedes back in time
And your gut tries to cut the line
I pray my listening ear is enough
When the world tries to beat you down
And your friends are nowhere to be found.
I pray I’m enough.
Exist
I want a love like no other
A love that makes my
entire being burn with
extreme pleasure and gorgeous joy
I want a love so deep
I can drown in it
A love that makes me…
Quiver in the peek of heat
A love that makes my
heart sing sweet sweet
melodies constantly
I want a love that loves me
strongly, sweetly, constantly
always and forever
Does it exist?
