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Butterflies in my stomach
My legs over yours
Tracing your tattoo
Idly
Infinity sign
Your fingers in my hair
Mine in yours
Love
Sitting on the swings
Inky black sky
Peppered with stars
Your hands around my waist
Pushing me to higher
Heights
My head thrown back
Love
Is in your truck
My fingers curled through yours
My head on your stomach
Your hand on the best place
Possible
Love
Sitting on the couch
Your head buried in my neck
Your hands roaming my legs
My heart beating
Beating fast
Love
Us sitting on the rock
Staring at the sunset
Turning your head towards mine
Kiss
My heart hammering
Love
Every moment with you
Every spark you ignite
Every time your hands
Do magical things
Every time your eyes
Watch mine
Like I’m the prettiest thing
You ever did see
Love
Love
You
I’ve never known love…I’m glad I’m being shown what it is. ❤️❤️❤️
Depression draws no lines,
Satan longs for somber souls,
I pray you make it.
Som-be-rares
"Noun"
A unique person consumed by sadness, a sparkling star dampened by the dark.
Gift your heart,
Far less than you gift another.
It takes a winter snow,
To appreciate spring colors.
When you eat,
Eat only the freshest foods.
The just picked pears,
With nectar ever purest.
If you cry,
Do not wipe your tears,
Wander outside towards daylight.

Life will stop your struggle,
Yet it takes time.
Be ready for it to pick you,
Love only as far as you'd like.
Why settle for the self-absorbed and processed parts of life,
When you want so much better for your future?
Kentucky cookie cutters are the best,
For cutting pieces out of your head.
Memories and distant pleas,
Erase with ease,
When you chop em out,
Using a Kentucky Cookie Cutter Thing.
Patented pain remover
every night i softly cry
eat an apple, hope to die
you've left me here, so red and flushed
im waiting for you, but i feel rushed
the bleeding heart slips from my grasp
i run to catch it in a dash
but only you can break its fall
and as it hits, I slowly crawl
to you.
adieu.
goodbye,
sweet lie.
it is unjust for love
to exist like this

sea and sky between us,
miles and miles more

but our souls
are closer, still
“please be naked”

she stands in her doorway wearing just a gown,
I walk in the house, dumbstruck by beauty,
up in her room undoing the bow, the shield simply slides down
caressing her curves, stroking down to the floor,
intertwined bodies craving the touch of the other,
joined as one in the gentle acts of love and lust,
romanticised ideals of perfection and soft rhythm,
delicate groans as two become one,
the broken poet, for the moment, is gone,
my drug addiction of you, just wanting more,
As my heart bleeds, love begins to pour.

“please be naked”.
this poem is influenced by The 1975 instrumental song "please be naked". i regularly think of this song as romanticising the act of *** and the trust required with it rather than what most songs make it today. despite having no lyrics the song speaks volumes to me and id definitely recommend it to anyone. stay safe and live well. JY x

I am an Eeyore

Trying to be a Tigger

But I usually wind up with

Something along the lines of

"Oh...Bother"

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