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Naomi Chevalier Apr 2016
There is love in the world
Overflowing like a slushy held by hands that can't seem to find the off switch
Everything that these hands touch are now sticky
But you still taste the sweetness
It fills you mouth with a taste unlike any other
And whatever you come in contact with
A residue is left, lingering behind
That tells others
I was here
I may have 7-11 on the mind.
Naomi Chevalier Apr 2016
Walk with me, this loneliness is like a drug, the more I take it in, the more I go numb.
It starts with my eyes, you held my gaze
Next my heart close to yours
Then my hands on your chest
Our bodies align like stars in the sky
This is all erased as quickly as it comes
But now I need another taste
As my mind betrays me
And you flash,
Just a brilliantly as you came
And are gone again
Anytime I am feeling alone, I write and somehow the words come and and leave their prison. But then it leaves me feeling empty.
Naomi Chevalier Apr 2016
Just as carelessly as you trashed my heart, you left a precarious spark
Sheltered deep within
No matter the wind or storm
I stand guard,
Waiting for you
It just may ignite in this ignominious heat
Would you shelter what is left?

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