I like him Because I made memories with him A patchwork quilt of lust and wonder Stitched together like tales from brothers grim I made memories with him. Hid them in my cornea asunder But he wants to forget them write me off as...
Read MoreYou know who you are. You left me, and the universe took your place while you were gone. The stars stayed bright so I wouldn’t lose hope. The sun kept shining, so that I could keep smiling. The moon kept me company, on...
Read MoreMaybe He Doesn’t Remember All the times I measured his spine with my fingers while he lay asleep with his back facing me and I dove deep within his chi and rooted myself within him for the sole purpose when we would part...
Read MoreAt the beginning of time, we were oneone motion like a pendulum waveall our atoms and the stardust in our souls moving to the beat of one note, one symphonySomewhere along the way of space and timein between the creation of...
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You asked me: What is Love and How do you know when you are in love (with me)? When a mere thought process in your mind about that person can physically grab you from the inside with a fist and squeeze on your innards. Being...
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A Poem of My Love For The Sun I woke and saw the dawn today, Creeping over the hills, Crawling up my fingertips, While giving me faint chills. “Is it possible?” I mutter. “That you will rise some more? Showing me the break of...
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