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Rochelle Thomas Sep 2016
I adore the hairs at the back of your neck
Oh stranger, can I pick one?
I enjoy riding slowly on the waves of your delicate golden hair.
I'm feeling anxious, for if you turn
your pretty eyes will notice my declaration of love,
Your pointed nose will sniff out my guilt.
I'm a little scared.

Anonymous, how plainly you are dressed
But glancing around I see you looking better than the rest.
I'm bound by societal rules
Like a sunflower trapped in a dark room
Wishing I could run a finger down your nose
Love you with sweetest prose.

You're just there
Standing within arms reach
If I were feeling daring
I would turn you around and begin a speech

Standing behind you here, oh the bliss!
If I were feeling eccentric
I would lean forward and
Give you a
Quick
Kiss.
Rochelle Thomas Jun 2016
2:47
I'm about to sever
Ties with being awake
It's too late.
I realised that I loved him,
But it was too late.
Late, like when you miss the train
When you walk too slow and the taxi rides away,
Late, like when you see that flight take off
Knowing you should've been on it.
Written at 2:47am.insomnia.
Rochelle Thomas Jun 2016
I smell baby powder
Here in my bed
Puts a cloud over
All the thoughts in my head
Most things I say
I regret having said
And all through the day
I prefer lying
Here
Just
Horizontally
Looking through my photo album of
Imaginary friends & make believe realities
Creating new ones
Over and over until
My current state
Disappears
Altogether.
Rochelle Thomas May 2016
You can love me now
Rainclouds are only temporary.
Ger sleeps over tomorrow
He'll tell you all about it
At the carnival park
We'll be alone at last
'Coz I'ma little upset
That I'mnot pretty yet
Maybe you'll look around at
Beauty and vigour
And leave.

Once found a butterfly. He died.
Called him he coz his patterns were
Brown with a little green.
Wanted to save him.
Wanted him to live.

He had no direction
Just like me
He was flying in circles
He understood
What I was feeling
All he could.

Tried to take care
Make him alright
But it was a lie
And here he lies.
Rochelle Thomas May 2016
Rumble, shiver
Rain. Rain.
I'll do this
Again. Again.
Just to live it
Just to hear it
tumble down
Heavy on my roof
Its the only proof
That I actually feel
My heart is actually real
And oh, the smell after rain has cleared all sorrow
After its washed away all dirt in hearts
Makes me want to kneel and pray.
I have this thing for rain...
Rochelle Thomas Apr 2016
I like the rain.
But that doesn't mean I'm in pain,
It keeps me sane
In a way
because I can't blame
my pain
on the rain
taking the sun away.

I see clouds gather,
Thinking that I hate this weather
When the thunder came
I knew that this game I was playing
was unorthodox
Took a few knocks
Cut my dreadlocks
And when the rain finally came

I was dancing.
In the rain
Just dancing.
Dreads are cool. Winter isn't. It was raining yesterday :)
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