Nikole Grubbs  

1990 -   
Specks of my brain. Specks of my soul. Specks of things you'll never know.

Michigan Native.
Love. Loss. Mind Expansion.

Poems

Apr 29

he plays the melodies that sound so soothingly sweet to my ears,
but distant like a star i look for on the evenings the night skies are clear.
lullabies, cosmic surprise, these chills i get when i hear him bare his soul
in tunes that resonate through out the city
like stories of notes that must be told

Apr 29

the inner child cannot die as long as with like minded eyes who sit in disguise in dreams they lie as you wake from the sleepy tide morning dew arisen to be true to the person you always knew was the same one as you.

Mar 25

and the sum of it all was i was alone, a lone sum.

i was alone and i wasn't going home because i didn't have one

and i was alone because you left me this way, a lone sum.

Mar 22

so you know how i told you about that cabin i want to escape to, way deep in the woods? i hope you'll join me. be free. with me. be free. with me. and let my love be your heart's key.

Mar 21

looked all my life and found only heartache, the moment i stop looking i find sucha cosmic beautiful entity. synchronistic destiny?

Mar 14

like the sun needs the sky to set and rise
and how the moon needs the stars to not feel so lonely so way up high
and like the sand who meltingly molds and falls for the tide,
wistfully kisses her shoreline, tracing grains gracefully every time he arrives.

Mar 14

Well what can i say. its just another day after another day after another day. patience my child patience. each morning i rise i must remind myself of this. Waiting for the earth and myself to transcend from the cocoon, warm winds and the sun to crisp my skin. Meditating in the forest ritualitis ways. Matter a fact, needing to be laying with you in a big green field for a few days, watch the world melt a little. Your vibe is so beautiful. I promise always always to be true. Could never do no wrong to those baby blues. I guess what I’m trying to say is a mess from the start but as long as I can manage to speak clearly these thoughts. I open my eyes inside of my dream and there you are just as beautiful as can be. I whisper to your soul, “Can I keep you? Can I keep you?” In due time my baby in due time, when the sun sets in the forest and we soon discover what love is on this dense dead leaved, pine needled floor that decays as we dance right through the next perception of the door. I whisper “My darling I need your taste. Craving galore. So can I keep you please? Just once more?”

Mar 11

Moon light seduced me out of the corner of my eye;
Left all the memories I needed kept inside.
I focused. Time was of the essence with these celestial things.
Looking like a God in the sky compared to these startled young beings.

Mar 11

Sunlight dripping like dew in the evening's sunset new as the rays sliver down silverly over every cloud.
My gaze caught the sky as it often does, a flashback surprise, a mandala echoing all of the things I love.

Mar 11

you were always with me so now i know you are always with me.

i love you.
Mar 11

Just like the songs in my head,
my mind is always stuck on you.
In the morning's misty dew and the whole starry night through,
just like these songs in my head,
my brain chemicals constantly spark with the memory of you.

Like déjà vu and the dreams I'm yet to have,
a sense of always knowing and the chills that trickle down my spine,
right before my eyes, are the places I find, my mind is always going,
which were once in disguise, these seductive reflections flowing now become aligned.

Mar 10

I guess its really no surprise other people notice how magic you are, but I just can’t help but want to be the only one who gets to be under that magnetic spell you cast.

Mar 6

and that is You. the first time I ever really laid on eyes on you was when i saw you playing music on stage. you looked so beautiful playing, with your eyes closed, cradling your guitar while it gently wept. you create sounds and flow and loveliness every day of your life and i would be the most blessed mortal on planet earth in the presence of an angel if I could wake up every day to the sound of you playing your guitar in the next room.

Feb 24

Want you to connect to me like a road map to the sea.

Feb 16

I'll protect you from all the things I've seen. Dance in the dirt yet no need to remain clean. I'll scare the evil spirits away that hide in the cracks of your mind, lay in a big green field for days yet no need to realize time.

Feb 6

I swear it did that night. When I woke up in the middle of the night after we had fallen asleep the first time, I was so thankful the sun was not awake yet too and I felt time had ceased for us and as I searched for your warmth that was still right next to me, our naked bodies laying in the sea of my blankets spilled together and you so softly woke up too and all at once, I took you in again.

Jan 25

I need you to be my morning, afternoon & evening reality
Just like my early rise coffee
I need to start my days with you
I need you that necessarily & sweetened slightly
Licking my lips of your cream
Take you down willfully with five more shots of you in between
Come afternoon, I’ll sip on you during lunch
Sting the tip of my tongue
Your steam which adds to my fiend
Dark & pleasurely
Because you don’t forget a burn like that easily
No matter how good it feels to squirm & scream
And you are just like I dreamed
When in the evening I’m finally downing my last gulp of you
I hold you in tightly to ready you for tomorrow morning’s brew

Dec 17, 2012

You left the city for a week and this is where I found you. In the petals of my mouth. You pollinate my tongue with your sweetness and my nectar over flows only for you. Help me grow. Even though I know, you must fly back home. The Sun is not enough.

Oct 31, 2012

I will love the city that loves you that loves the city that loves you that I love

 
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