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Ciarra P Jul 2015
Its hot outside,
But I still shiver.
Like I did that night,
When I saw you in the snow,
The blaring ambulance at your side,
But through the silence in my mind,
I saw the last twinkle in your eyes.
I'm always cold now,
In remembrance of you.
Maybe one day ill be cold,
But a little warm too.
Ciarra P Nov 2014
Honestly all I want is you, here, now. I want you to wrap me up in your arms and whisper in my ear about how everything is going to be okay. Because no amount of rock or sad songs can help me as much as that. I've been craving you... Every inch of you. Its almost like having a sweet tooth for just you.
All I can do is lie here in my empty queen with the lights dim singing bittersweet blues. Or sometimes I strip down to nothing, crawl under my down blankets, and put on a show for you even though youre not here. These are the things that keep me sane, baby. For those days, when all I want is you.
Xoxo CP
Just a little free writing I liked
For cameron
Ciarra P Nov 2014
"hallelujah", is what I mean to say when I press my lips to yours,
"hallelujah", is what I mean to say when I moan into your mouth;
every breath I breathe, or sound I utter, is a song of praise to you,
Because you, are more of a god than "God" ever was to me.
Xoxo CP
For cameron
  Nov 2014 Ciarra P
fdg
okay my fingertips are glass and i've only used the edges for myself
but while i'm tracing your back I am careful to keep from pricking
and sometimes when we kiss
it feels like we connect and float and glide
and you know they say dancers are really sensitive to movement,
we know how every adjustment means something
every swoop of the head and blink of the eye
and every time you touch my spine
the dancer in me leaps into meaning,
because the way your head tilted is art enough to put to music
lol
  Nov 2014 Ciarra P
fdg
i'm sorry you can't hear me when i scream "I love you" in my head
i'm sorry i'm the type who seems to always write things down instead
on the struggle to trust myself enough to get the right words out. you deserve the right words out loud
  Nov 2014 Ciarra P
i
your brown eyes
are enough to make me
fight for you,
your childish smile
is enough to make me
want you,
your tender hands
are enough to make me
only yours,
                            *and i wanna be only yours.
  Nov 2014 Ciarra P
caroline
WHY DIDNT YOU WARN ME THAT FALLING FOR YOU WAS LIKE THROWING MYSELF INTO THE DEPTHS OF THE OCEAN WITH NO LIFE SAVER
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