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Love is wild

Maybe too wild for me.

And I used to believe that it was a mistake for these poor boys to love me.

To try and catch me, but now it’s clear to see.

They are the wild things and I am desperately trying to catch them. running, running and scraping my knees.

When I realize that I cannot love, that I could not tame such wild beasts?
Back in 2018, I wrote a poem called wild thing. It’s still on profile if you want to read it, but the other day I realized that roles are now reversed. Instead of trying to catch me, I am trying to catch them. I guess it’s all part of being single. Enjoy and leave a comment ❤️❤️
 May 2020 Erian Rose
Grey
Fading
 May 2020 Erian Rose
Grey
As sleep overcomes me,
my unsteady hands loosen their grip on the locket
and it slides through my fingers
and falls to the ground.
5/28/2020
 May 2020 Erian Rose
Ileana Amara
where solitude and solace unite,
the painful past is viewed at my hind sight,
for which the present heals, the future becomes more bright
stay here for a while, it's alright to mourn and heal in the night.

IA
 May 2020 Erian Rose
Grey
And with just one word,
I watched as my dreams crashed down,
unable to hold
when life's harsh realities
beat down on their fragile frames.
5/20/2020
May is the month of tankas and ten words, I guess.
 May 2020 Erian Rose
Erin Riley
Now I see
my path
of growth.
It’s one
where I fall
head over
heels
for every version
of myself
that got
lost
along the way.
 May 2020 Erian Rose
Sage
Cherries
 May 2020 Erian Rose
Sage
Whatever it is what I've been searching for, I found it in your soul.
Through your eyes I can see the entire world breathe.
Universe is what I see when I kiss your mind.
I'm gracefully carried through life with the feeling of your touch.

I don't want to let you go of my hand.
Love, synonym of poetry.
the day
i have the motivation
to do anything not required of me
you'll all be doomed
 May 2020 Erian Rose
Anastasia
i need you
but
you're not

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