You call a kitten or a baby
cute
But a young woman?
It's almost offensive!
As if you will never be called
pretty
And never ever
beautiful
Might as well not be called anything
If all you'll hear for the rest of your life is
"cute"

How does it come
that everyone understands poems of love
but nobody understands love itself?

How does it come
that i understand that i love you
but i dont understand yourself?

Close your eyes
and picture this..
you and me
and our first kiss
Open your lids
so you can see
how your lips
feel to me
So soft and gentle
and spicy too
Can I have
a taste of you?
Just a nibble,
maybe a bite
Come here,
let me hold you tight
Close your eyes
and picture this
you and me
and our first kiss

you are mostly angles
and i am mostly curves.

the best paintings
have the perfect combination
of the two.

together
we are a perfect mixture
of sharp and soft.

like a painting
a living masterpiece.

I exist
without
your kiss

(barely)

head held
under water

heart beating
slowly

pumping
the minimum
of blood

that my brain
needs

to be able
to understand
your goodbye

and to tell
my lungs
to stop

(breathing)

Suddenly I’m a child again.
I’m jumping from pillows
As if my life depended on it.
Miss grab a couch instead-
A cheap move but necessary.
The game’s playing in my head
I’m pretending reality is lava
Pillows are temporary, and
Reaching for a couch is acceptable.

She still scribbled
your name
like it didn't
hurt.

She scribbled
more
until she was
fine.