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Alicia Allen Feb 2018
Something hurts.
A deeply painful hurt that seems to resonate from a place as deep as it is painful.
As brutal as the crushing pressure building from within lungs trapped under tons of water . Salted water drawn from earths own seas.
Something hurts
and it hurts something fierce, now there's water in my soul and an ancient ache in my bones.
Wandering under the pressure of it in a dark chasm.
Something hurts and it is not found of this earth. Its ache as foreign as distant lands.
Something, something hurts.
It makes a body weary and fatigued
Hard pressed not carry on  longer.
No heavier sigh has be found as a burdened one.
Something hurts and it tells me carry on no more. Let it be, let it rest, let it go
So let me be,  let I will this thing that hurts.

Something, something hurts and I will it not to hurt anymore.
Alicia Allen Feb 2018
If only you'll learn to whisper
No softer lips I've yet to find and
Stroke my index finger against your bottom lip to watch it quiver to a smile.
As tiny pink rose blooms primed for full bloom, caught in iridescent of early morning dew.
Let me worship before your tongue to the beating heart of the drums and tell Your soul
I am incomplete
Alicia Allen Nov 2017
Feeling you burning your way down my throat
The heat that you bring spreading through my blood
Slowly, slowly, rocking the boat
Your lingering scent on my breath

Let me, oh let me, drink from your lips
Getting drunk on brown liquor
Spilling all, the best secrets kept.

Don’t numb the ache
One shot down
Don’t blunt the need
Take another.

Getting drunk on Brown liquor

Bourbon, Brandy, Cognac
Straight up,
Mixed or
On the rocks.

Half seas over,
Two more fingers, Jack

Getting drunk on Brown liquor.
Alicia Allen Nov 2017
Every day it gets harder and harder to smile and to pretend.
You end up fighting yourself,
a pointless battle really, as you neither lose nor win.
But those nagging thoughts and tiny voices keep piecing together a tapestry of coincidence.
And soon its all too real to simply ignore it.
Now its true, a fact, a real thing.
And you either confront it or be confronted by it, because little by little and too slow to notice you'll eventually drive yourself insane.
Alicia Allen Nov 2017
You
You!
You lied to my ears and my heart listened.
Listened and believed my foolish heart. For it cared not for the reasoning of my head.
And you,
you lied to my meddlesome heart and stole it, right out from between my ribs and my eyes never saw it coming.
You!
You lied to my heart, stole it and then broke it.
Broke it into pieces, and that I felt and that I saw.
Give me back my lied to, stolen, broken heart.
You!
You give me back my ******* heart!.
Alicia Allen Nov 2017
Run little rabbit run
Scatter and scamper
Breakneck through the bush.
Run little rabbit, run.

I come tramping through the underbrush
Ill get you, I'll get you eventually
Ha! Ha!
Run little rabbit.

Here I come with a snare
Ready for our game
I like the thrill, I like the chase
Barreling after your pretty little tail.

Run little rabbit, run
Here I come sneaking through the underbrush.
Alicia Allen Nov 2017
I have kissed you in my head a thousand times
And dreamed of kissing you a thousand ways more

With each little kiss you steal my breath,
Now I cannot bare to breathe without the touch of your lips.

Even as you bring me to life, I suffocate on your kiss.
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