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 Apr 2018 Jen Snow
Özcan Sh
Every piano key she presses I feel what she feels
She created a song through the black and white keys
A song that makes two hearts beat faster
And on her music sheets are not just music notes
These notes are our love.
 Apr 2018 Jen Snow
personal hell
 Apr 2018 Jen Snow
hell is a place where
you constantly love those that
do not love you back.
 Mar 2018 Jen Snow
The words left unspoken
are always harder to stomach
than those which were said.
I had a dream of you for the first time in awhile, although we were just talking.  I told you I knew more truth than you thought; what you were holding back.  You told me everything.  It had to have been a dream, even though if felt so real because for once you were so open and honest.... I guess I’ll never know since we’re both so good at keeping things to ourselves.
 Mar 2018 Jen Snow
 Mar 2018 Jen Snow
the moment a poet
falls in love with you

is the moment
you live

f o r e v e r
 Mar 2018 Jen Snow
BC Jaime
“Consider me
As one who loved poetry
And persimmons”

As one who loved
Poetry and persimmons
Pomegranates and prose

Who visited
Keats’ nightingale tree
And Freud’s couch

Who stayed
Long after winter storms
Struck spirit with lightning

Who traveled
Beyond starry dusted night
To speak with spirits

Who survived
The ***** and peril
Of the provokers pike

Who rose
Not from clichéd ash
But from papery embers

Who wrote
Down every word
On lined parchment

Who seduced
Your very soul to squander
Its sentiment on one

Who gave
Of himself

[Note: This poem was originally published by Cadence Collective:]
© BC Jaime 2015 || IG: @B.C.Jaime

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