warm and stale cola reminds me of home
of warm breeze
of the stinging sun before rain
of home
Apr 8, 2020
Apr 8, 2020 at 3:05 PM UTC
Love drifts
like a stream of water it can gradually and quietly ware out a new path off course if you don't pay attention to it
small adjustments over time accomulate
small stones around my heart
that took up space you left
grew into piles and then pyramids
in that space he also slipped in,
or the idea of him
the idea of being loved the way i needed
the way i needed brought me down a stream i didnt except and i made a mistake,
i left too much space between the stones
But as always you have the patience and strength of those tall pines we saw in Washington
and your loving hands warm the stones around my heart and slowly unpack the pyramids into piles, and the piles into just a handful where the idea of him has slipped away
as you take back the space you had left
and love streams make their way back to you
Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 2:40 PM UTC
candy hearts and love songs
seem bitter
this dreary winter day does not look like love
february 14th does not fix everything
but it does remind me to be patient
and to try to be sweetness
and to be a little more forgiving
this is not the Valentine you wanted
but it is the one I have to give
it's me trying for you
trying to be softer
this valentine is not just a gift for a snowy Wednesday
it is a testament to three years together
and this Valentine also shows that the fourth valentines day together does not have to be the best
we just have to try
for candy hearts and love songs
to feel the way they used to
Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 3:47 PM UTC
amor es todo
amor es sufieciente
amor es triste, y feo, y duele
pero amor siente
amor es todo
y amor es suficiente
Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 3:05 AM UTC
my legs stir and my arms are more chilled as they grow accustomed to the absence of you
Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 2:44 PM UTC
sometimes i feel as though we are the same person,
but you are the version that is more refined and more talented and more effortless
we do all the same things,
but you take the time to brew beauty
as i let emotion crash through delicate crystal i once tried to create
you are also darker; more solemn
you have long legs
a slender waist
milky skin
and deep brown eyes
that are serious
thoughtful
and earnest
I provide the imperfection,
the blind confidence
and the willingness
to make mistakes
i provide thick thighs
and a booming laugh
that makes it known we are not here to please
we are a literary device;
two parts of one character
that morphs into one
complex heroine by the end of the folktale
Jan 27, 2017
Jan 27, 2017 at 12:44 PM UTC
do not confuse rage for emotion
our EmoTions are in check as
we calculate and
devise a plan to
proverbially
and literally
peal
your
hands off our *****
do not confuse a women's tears for fragility,
for her tears are full of pain and anger and the future,
that does not need to include you
you were not considered in the plans of the matriarch,
not out of hate
but simply because you are unimportant
do not confuse her hips for beauty,
those hips are waterways to life
that you have no right to even
lay your weak eyes open
you cannot make the calls
do not confuse
losing to being lost
losing lives
losing songs
and
voices
and
laughter
and
our bodies
and POWER
does not mean that this ocean
of strong woMYN are lost
We have always been found
and we will too,
overcome the darkness in you.
Jan 27, 2017
Jan 27, 2017 at 1:40 AM UTC
brunette
and big *****
thick thighs
were my fault
wide hips since childhood
always been told to "smile good"
*** like a peach"
"you walk like a tease"
people like touching peaches
and pretty things
without permission
because thick thighs
were my fault
and i have no permission to give
wide hips since childhood
you should have learned by now,
how to smile good.
Nov 19, 2016
Nov 19, 2016 at 9:46 PM UTC
thunder echoes in concrete coloured clouds as flumes of steam leave my lips
the earths new position has brought autumn light that leaves trees glowing
sound is more muted as it is dampened by layers of leaves on the ground
the nature things are sleepy
Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 12:45 AM UTC
you let your body go heavy,
limp,
you are draped over me.
your broad shoulders slightly rise and fall to the rhythm of your breath
bare skin to bare skin
the minuscule space between our sillouettes
radiates heat and energy
the moonlight shines in through the window
just enough to see the freckles sprinkled on your back
the sheets are tangled
at the tips of our toes
my little toes
and your larger ones
i drift in and out of sleep
each time remembering that i have you
and my lungs fill with satisfaction
and peace
you are slightly too heavy for me to sleep deeply
but i never want the weight of you to leave my frame
Oct 16, 2016
Oct 16, 2016 at 10:33 PM UTC