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Crysbirmingham
In dusk's sultry pool We shred the day's saltiness And exchange Their weight For the buoyancy of Each others embrace Praying the ripples We make tonight Last until the The red of dawn's light
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Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 11:06 PM UTC
Wash me clean
In a world where pain is beauty and suffering is fashion you make sweatpants look **** I crave your messy hair and unabridged authenticity holding out your hand you say there is nothing more attractive than a woman comfortable in her own skin I smile rolls and blemishes and relish in the cozy haze of unfiltered love
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Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 11:05 PM UTC
unfiltered
There is a valley that lies between us now in the bed where we sleep vast and barren trenches of pillows define a battlefield of sheets. Fingers like stray bullets infiltrating enemy ranks smooth caresses seeking a counter attack and on the battle rages as flesh finds its own. Tangled masses fighting in the dead of night we only pull apart when the last cannon blows. Retreating to familiar ground Tending to our wondered I lay awake and wonder who is the winner and who was defeated?
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Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 11:03 PM UTC
Untitled # 3
Like ash I float Burned up Hollow I grasp to cling to the physical As I crumble and flake apart
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Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 11:01 PM UTC
Writers Block
Colliding Falling into your gravitational pull We skirt around felled trees And misplaced debris As you uproot me. Clashing teeth and tangled limbs You flash a category 6 warning into my Disheveled hair Whispering of a calm Promising relief to come I am left to the mercy Of your storm
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Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 11:00 PM UTC
Your Storm
I come from a long line of women Who **** in stomachs And wear painfully large smiles Who punish themselves at dinner For eating lunch Voices like wisps of wind Silent that echo down generations Ever shrinking they collect leaves and dirt In matted hair from dragging themselves low To make men feel taller on our family tree That’s why when I met you I was scared to take up too much space I tried to concave and let you grow from the hallowed ground Of my hungry core But you didn’t mind that I filled a room I was terrified to show you the horded opinions and dreams I had stored in my back closet ( I had always meant to throw them out when I fell in love to make room for yours) But you just asked to see them Now they occupy our walls like works of art When I shrink As is habit You offer a ladle like a reminder That the bigger I get The stronger I get The wiser Healthier The more I grow The more we flourish You say The taller I stand The more of me you can see “and baby I love this view” You chuckle in the crook of my neck I hope one day my daughters will smile and say I come from a line of strong willed women that aren’t afraid to own their space And the pictures on their tree will start with you and me
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Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 10:58 PM UTC
Space
Disappointment drips from our eyes Littering our faces and chests with ash and traces of broken dreams Collecting at our feet in pools of heartbreak and puddles of unplayed versions of the life we envisioned. Wading through the pain we find a rescue boat in each other's arms I whisper " They say it gets easier with time" You wince " I wish it were today"
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Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 10:56 PM UTC
Infertility
I open myself and pour my soul out grasping at wind and grabbing at bits of passing clouds Missing the figments loving a dream waking to find a nightmare disguised as reality I know now why hope was the last to exit Pandora’s box It's the worst she had to offer
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Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 10:55 PM UTC
Hope