observation
I can’t say I know, The bed where you lay, The shape, color, and patterns, That makes up your day, I can only say now,
Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks.... Can I have running through the wo…
You collect calluses, Like precious gems, Revering their form, Keeping them close, And if it wasn’t for me,
Flying out of the nest, At sixty mph, Four hours—without rest.
Tried to meditate, too many different people, are inside my head.
Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks, Can I have running through the wo…
I feel like I could vomit tears, But that wouldn’t suffice, For amount of years together, Exactly twice, I have no idea...
I’m always enamored with, Short periods of time, With fantasies of, Your hand in mine.
I never thought I could crave a s… Like the one that sits across your… Distinctly scraped from the corner… Made in depths of dreams and forei… Its own presence, reflecting galax…
She melds into the rhythm, listening for a heartbeat, escaping into the fumes, her thoughts incomplete. She escaped through the cracks,
It feels much less like a kick in… but a slap in the face, I would say ‘fuck it’, but it wouldn’t adequately represe… that was lacked in,
The warmth of my tea, How lovely at six a.m. Oh! The little things.
The language of love flowed freely… Through the rivers of our veins, During the summer we discovered ma… And razors edges. We used the torn corners,
Last Night. Was the first night I had a thous… Perforating with tender thoughts i… Last Night. Was the the first night, in my lif…
‘We’re the same’, Teetering on edges of lines, I ca… And you say again ‘we are the same… Conflating words, Of an honest one,
