conversations with him: 0.05

my first thought is you, when I open my eyes, alone in my bed. when you fuck her, I pray for your health, wrapped in my frustrations and jealousy, alone in my bed. It used to ache, the pain but I’ve learned how to live with it, bleeding profusely from a wound that has me […]

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conversations with him: 0.02

  you were never mine 
and that is fine. but 
before the stars fade 
and the dawn wakes the 
sky, am I not allowed to 
think of you, wrapped in my 
legs, your arms around my waist…. @amateur__poet

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transfixed

You were so transfixed with how the firelight touched my eyes… you were the wick to my candle; with each smile, you melted every time 🔥🌸 @amateur__poet  

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daffodils and daydreams

<daffidols and daydreams> I want to give you my love, and everything in between.
 If only you weren’t a daydream, 
I would tell you these things: I love that I can love you so easily, so necessarily, so simply, even when it’s from afar; on the other side of the bar, from the crest in […]

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memories

  Memories taste sweeter in daydreams, but when you look at me, i forget who i am, i forget, i forget how to breathe. i’ve studied about love, under a tree, wrapped up in a quilt stitched of stars and dreamed why it seemed so easy, almost like watching tv. books stacked up high, rustling […]

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you

  you read my poetry without every truly reading it. you saw me without ever needing to turn a page. lines and lines of my soul etched in ink, you took one look down and saw more of me then i ever thought.how do you do that? know me so well when my mouth is […]

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bleeding heart

plumpy and tender like a bleeding heart, she dripped truth from her lips like milk and honey. rosettes dot the surface; slowly, sin coats her lips, he could not help but turn her chin and take a lazy sip. with the flick of the tongue, and a promise that lingered like a phantom breeze, they […]

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infatuation

the sting of love’s kiss burns and soothes simultaneously. i cannot get him out of my mind; i fashion this hero from spools threaded with dreams and desire. obsession is a drug that is tinted red like flames and spoils on the tongue like cream. he promises me good days yet only comes to me when […]

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