his words were like honey
sweet to my ears and dripping from his lips
yet his words were sticky to the touch
they flowed from his mouth and engulfed me in the sweet grasp
Jan 22, 2020
Jan 22, 2020 at 10:42 AM UTC
every time she laughs, she hopes that he is watching
hoping that he will fall for her smile
just as hard as she fell for his
Dec 26, 2019
Dec 26, 2019 at 4:04 PM UTC
i make eye contact with your chocolate eyes
we meet under a cotton candy sky
we fall in-love under a lemonade sun
Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 5:43 PM UTC
some nights, i wonder if you’re looking at the same sunset as me
Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 5:37 PM UTC
standing in a field, the sun beaming on your face
you look so peaceful and at rest
i called your name, hoping you would respond
but you didn’t respond
i ran up to you and called your name again
you looked at me and smiled
but then, you continued to look at the sun as if i wasn’t there
as if you didn’t care
Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 5:29 PM UTC
i feel trapped
caged in my own thoughts
people are staring at me
watching me dance for them in my cage
can’t they see i’m starving
tired of the attention
but they won’t help me
i’m trapped in my head
captured in a cage of my own making
Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 5:13 PM UTC
your words spill in me
your lips tell me your stories
your hair sprinkles memories on my head
your arms ingulf me with y’all tales
you show me things i could never see on my own
Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 5:09 PM UTC
do you look out on the horizon and wonder where does the world starts and end?
do you ever look in the mirror and wonder where your dads eyes are or where your moms hair is?
do you ever read a book and wonder why the characters are the way they are?
because i do that
i question the very world that we live in
Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 4:51 PM UTC
she has blonde hair
he has black hair
she wear heels and mini skirts
he wears jeans and sneakers
they are polar opposites
but they say opposites attract
Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 12:04 PM UTC
your heart is glass
shattered and in-pieces
but don’t pick up a shard and slit your wrist
leave your heart in-pieces, so one day, someone will pick up your pieces
that someone, will make your shattered heart into a stained glass window
full of light and life and oh so beautiful
Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 11:59 AM UTC