Your fool heart.
I have been above your hands Curving wind, its dark tunnels Watered sky, zero stars, none Public ditches, from your mouth To mine, fresh mildew A kind of love that screeches Laying owl eggs in an...
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Hang from my skin Divine, but, brute Red, when stricken A thrilled laceration Amid, when healed Alone, with the things you left Tagged: bedroom, Esoteric, Love, metaphor, passion, photography, poem,...
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There was a time when children picked their own flowers, anticipating familiar faces, fuzzy wrappers, chewed up with hope. Tagged: change, Children, clouds, Color, Cuba, depression, existence, Faith,...
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Father made radios Out of seawater ~ He turned my senses Into paper birds Gentle verse who loved me Tagged: Birds, change, Color, existence, Faith, Grief, Home, honesty, Hope, identity, imagery, Life,...
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It’s almost November Entranceway To a new year Calcified rage For days And occasions Must confess My mother Alone, floods Me, with her Brief bright tongue Composed of tiny embryos Who look just like me...
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Cherry dusted Backseat cloth Who are we Fuck . . . Me Like I am light Exactly bright My love • yours -m
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Prefer to watch you With my eyes closed Less suffering lover Who runs like rain More brief than still Airy rhyming bloom That’s who you are
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Tones of Burgundy Stupendously resides Between your veins And valor . . .
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