Full stops hurt a lot Commas hurt a little Semi colons hold promise of what is to come after, Hold your breath Silence with no CAPITAL or punctuation stings the most. When nothing is written No ink to skin No words to transcribe When the page is left blank This creates a void in the…
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Night dark through the window with a hint of a moon that was there. The light from the computer screen washes over white sheets to light up the big empty room. It is just me. Quiet and unseen. There is a crack in the world where my bed lays with sheets all in a tussled…
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like an tsunami of love that was bound to happen sooner of later because the pressure to continue to unfurl is hollering at the door. I am avalanched When someone writes a line that is my hearts true voice spilled on paper and they hide it amongst other lines of profound truths as a subversive…
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I am not here to be careful. and I am not here to be wary. I may be cautious, like a child dipping her toes in first, as my mask slips from its hold. But my life is for the plunging and I will swim up stream if I must, until fatigue moves me…
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I will dance you: I will enter you through the heart your breath will quicken your mouth will water your pupils dilate you will feel the wash of love over youlike a siren of the deep water I will enchant you with my slow intoxicating dance I will move through you and down your body…
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Some women are skinnier then others if we were to compare so why compare a rose to a lilly, a sunset to a sunrise. Some women can squeeze into girls jeans still. You know, the ones with the glitter spirals up the side that you can’t find in the women’s section because, apparently, a ‘real…
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There are always moments of a love supreme everywhere between the pages of my soul, where I meet myself in the quiet of a dream that I once dogeared for my now to look just like this. just like this There are always moments of love supreme everywhere between the chapters of two souls in…
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He brought me fairy lights. Not flowers or jewellery, but fairy lights that shone like bioluminescent algae under the bed. An ocean of twinkle below me, I was floating in a boat of sheets. The shine of his eyes brighter still then the glow, my heart out of breath from such beauty. Tears trickled down…
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we migrated we migrated down the sheets hour after hour my head in your hands hair tangled in your fingers your scarred heart an uncharted land my borders closed to most breath then sigh in anticipation of all the ways it would hurt to travel the distance from loved to beloved and yet we migrated…
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It was just a little smile that grew from the corner of her mouth like a flower uncurling to the morning sun she was sweet like an orange with her red hair with curls and wisps of strands around her moon shaped eyes and when she cried her hand would cover the tears she wanted…
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