Crush my heart And take from me The very passion that is my soul; Rip it out And leave no doubt
Beyond the vast icy landscapes Far from the othering city There’s someone waiting for me In my favorite dreamscape. God knows I’ve been waiting for h…
Bestow upon me wisdom So that I may forget it Once again.
I have that swipe keyboard on my phone where I draw a line between the letters to write the w… Sometimes, it mistakes the word
Listen closely to this, mine beati… Thumping with passion, imagination… My longing onto you it does impart In the tuned key of deep adoration… This rhythm of love, it came nary…
What is going on Does anybody know For I am lost More so by the day And what is this?
From the day that we met your name has bounced around in my… increasing in volume it’s really loud now but i don’t mind
Ah, my sincerest apologies. I have a tendency to drop dead In front of gorgeous women.
Smile at me you vixen, melt me and step your red stiletto in the puddle,
Betwixt imagination And anxious reality You exist; A phantom. I hear you
Yet I use it all the time. The weather? Check my phone. The time? Check my phone. Calendar? Check my phone. How many people died today? Check my phone. It’s so exhausting. Everything ha...
Progression or depression, it depends on the portends. But never regression.
Is it too much to ask for, The self being contained Under the snow of your eyes Reaching out, never quite grasping The height of the situation.
This headache, these carpenters in my bedroom, pound my respite with no quarter. Just now, I need, despite the con…
Around her neck Hangs an emerald line, Dotted with sun-facing flowers; Silky smooth, speaks her mind. This line brings this poet
