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Dec 2013 Eva Encarnacion

greenhouse

Dec 2013 Eva Encarnacion

anneka

I have been eating flowers recently and hoping that one day I will be able to restart the garden in my heart that you tore apart. The light will shine again and roses will bloom to the steady staccato beat of my pulse, daisies and sunflowers rising up from the ground to create their own sunrise. Pale pink buds of tulips and bright blue violets will paint my veins with vivid life, the world beautiful again, the air fresher, my heart better.

The more I consume, the less there is of you and more of nature; earth taking over to heal the hurt in my soul. I tell myself this will work, it will succeed eventually; but inside the core of everything there is the pin ***** of reality that leads me back to the truth.

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For despite everything, I still love you.

First, last, always.

(A.H.Z)

Dec 2013 Eva Encarnacion

"I met a boy who spoke like rain against windows"

Dec 2013 Eva Encarnacion

Christa H

"I met a boy who spoke like rain against windows"

"I met a boy who spoke like rain against windows."
Every syllable was the pitter patter of water on glass panes.

But the feeling he gave me was hurricanes on concrete.

"I met a boy who spoke like rain against windows."
The fluidity of the liquid would fill the crevices in my mind to the very tip and remind me that I was not alone.

You do not have to read the meniscus to look deeper into my being.

"I met a boy who spoke like rain against windows."
He formed his words and dragged them quietly across pavements, reminiscent of the deep tint of the clouds and the rumbling of thunder.

But when the sun came out,
I did not feel radiant
I felt alone.

Dec 2013 Eva Encarnacion

What can I say,

Dec 2013 Eva Encarnacion

Ayura

What can I say,

What can I say,
I love the attention of temptation.
because I am the one holding the apple
granting the answers you seek.

Because I am curious to what bodies feel like
especially my own, made new by new hands.

This poison goes down with the sweetest burn,
hot and heavy, slowly dissolving
its always in the eyes.

And the drugs never work, quite the way you want them too.
With a numb throat I hold my words for ransom

We never quite reach out toward each other,
and never know why. There is only glimpses and smiles, and hearts quickening for a brief longing
that lasts til dawn
like spell, or perhaps a curse.

But we aren't in a fairy tail
and I'm too busy chasing my dreams
and befriending my nightmares,
to chase you.

Tic-Tok sweety
I'm running with the wind.

Aug 2013 Eva Encarnacion

do windows understand their purpose?

Aug 2013 Eva Encarnacion

maybella snow

do windows understand their purpose?

stared through
                        smudged
                          smeared
they're forever
not looked at
instead looked through
                                  do they understand
                                  they're needed?
they keep in warmth
they keep out wind
they keep in cold
they let in wind
                                                they have a purpose:
                                     to be not looked at
                                     instead looked
                                     through

Aug 2013 Eva Encarnacion

lie to me sweetly

Aug 2013 Eva Encarnacion

maybella snow

lie to me sweetly

hold me tightly
and dream about someone else
whisper sweet nothings to me
picturing another face
you can lie to me,
be unfaithful
but hold me at night
and make me feel alright
i'll fall for you
but its okay
if you never fall for me
i'm nothing to fall for anyway
but please
just make me feel
as though
maybe there's a reason
for me to live
tell me sweet lies
whisper fake affection
dream of another
but hold
*me

Aug 2013 Eva Encarnacion

Falling in Love

Aug 2013 Eva Encarnacion

SweetCindy

Falling in Love

Man                                           Woman
He Smiles Curiously                        She Blushes Coyly
He Approaches      Asks her name      She shares it     Asks the Same
Mr Right                              Love at First Sight                    Her Smile is a Delight
"Meet for Drinks?"                            hmmmmmm                              "Pick me up at 8?"
He knocks - 1 rose.                                vase, water                        Her perfume - sweeter.
Politely, opens car door for her                                The night keeps getting better
At the restaurant                                                      She sips her red wine
Conversation so easy                    She feels she's known him forever
"Would you like to dance?                "I don't dance very well."
"Indulge me, just want u in my arms."    ~Just a smile~
One hand at her waist, one on her back.
They become one, all others disappear.
Peering into each other's eyes.
No words are needed.
Their bodies
say
it.

© 2012

Aug 2013 Eva Encarnacion

Your Cartographer

Aug 2013 Eva Encarnacion

Pearly Whites

Your Cartographer

I marveled at                            every sunspot,
every freckle on            your naked body.
With my fingers,
I traced them
as though I
were plotting a map,
and I had               set a course
which led to                      your perfection.

Aug 2013 Eva Encarnacion

Moths

Aug 2013 Eva Encarnacion

Julia

Moths

.   \  /
.I struggle  ||  to find
. the words, any  ||  expression for
     the invisible  ||  moths that
.    flutter  ||  within
                       .      me & whis-  ||  per emotions
.                   that I can  ||  never echo
    .

Aug 2013 Eva Encarnacion

Self-Analysis

Aug 2013 Eva Encarnacion

Christy Pavoncello

Self-Analysis

I am the third pair of hands when only two are needed,
The second set of ears when the first is otherwise occupied.
I am the follower in conversation,
The chimer-in of small, unimportant thoughts.
I give good advice that is rarely taken,
But never say "I told you so."
I am the one in the background, seldom noticed
*But I am always there