written 11/21/21 If things end, I’ll be alright It’ll hurt, but we’ll be fine Didn’t mean to shut off and cry but I’ll be fine I’ll be fine If things end, I’ll climb up high Sit alone, watch the days go by Shadow Tree falls over me Why did I think I wanted somebody? If…
Tag: love poem
I love you, I do
cheated and shattered beaten and battered I love you, I do splayed out and clattered strewn out and splattered I love you, I do I love you, I do What can I say to make you believe all the words that I bring to you? What can I say to make you love me as…
Why Do I?
to tell you the truth
Of Ocean, Of Lingering Touch
Long past hum of amethyst waves Low and rhythmic in midnight’s stupor Still buzzing, singing, within the space between ears Linger like its ceaseless touch Against oblivious skin and undressed frame In the dark solitude of sweet velvet night That does not hold home, that does not hold back its yawn With head resting, body…
Almost Done Being Alone | Song
Inspired by your thoughts enchanted by your actions my life is meaningless if you live with no satisfaction Every day I wait for you sitting amongst the flowers in the meadow to come up from the hill and pull me into you, tell me it’s time to go And on days where you take too…
The Disgusting Result and Consequence of Low Standards and Horrific Representations of Love
complimentary piece: coppice Of all the love I have seen in this world, the man I see has been deprived of it in its entirety, devoid of its presence, denouncing proudly of its futility. Misanthropic would be generous to describe it, as I had one thought to say to him. but thought better of it:…
By My Side | Poem
I don’t have a lot of things in my life, because you hold enough power to fulfill me a million times. I don’t have a lot of people in my heart, because you take up too much space, and I still fall apart. I could have anyone, anyone else; I could make anything, anything work–…
Missing Mornings | Poem
Stainless steel left a stain on my skin Not sure where the pain stops and my body begins Oh, please, please let me in seeing you again–you’re a friend Now I won’t ever get to get you and I don’t think I will ever get you But that don’t mean I won’t ever miss you…
Musings on Love | Volume 1
~Sweet, Speculative Dreams~ In this life I’ve come to know many types of love. The terrifying, the profound, the kind, the cruel. The fleeting and the everlasting–the sun’s raging heat and the moon’s light of ivory cool. And in your warm, fluttering hands upon your deep, sweeping chest, you hold them all. ~ Fractured Hearts…
Individualism | Song
It’s okay to preach that love is all we need because at the end of the day Only the simple will believe Because if love is all I need Then why can’t I use it to pay For my house, for my car, for my debt, To feed my love, to feed my child? It’s…
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