do you stay up late, thinking of me? wrapped up in your insecurities, why don't you abandon all doubt and just be, with me?🌙 @amateur_poet
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potential in you
I saw potential in you; even when I should have fled. yes, I want you, taking me, eating me, licking me up and down and down, in bed, but I wanted more than pleasure soaked sessions, 18 messages from your boys because I'm-fresh- out-the-shower-action; I saw you as something more, more than society perceived, [...]
i’m like a drug–
i’m like a drug you can’t shake, you tell your boys it’s okay, that bitch is crazy, you claim. the high can be found in the paradise between my thighs: you only need to grip the sides to reach the fruit inside. will i taste like heaven or woman? intertwined I’m the earth [...]
weeping candles
she shivered when you left the door open. every whisper and snicker, kept her awake. she tossed and turned, crossed her legs and prayed. she thought of you, candles weeping in the late, she prayed for your wellbeing, your health, she prayed for strength; the candlelight, burned her hair, the scent carried like ripe dates. [...]
melancholy/misery/drowning
melancholy settles on the tongue like syrup. misery is thick and heavy, like soup. weighed down by these emotions, i am drowning… @amateur_poet
Mecca-Amirah Jackson 