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Tupelo Mar 2017
I really just want
To bury myself
In the warmth
of your body,
And hold you
Like my most
holy of desires.
Tupelo Mar 2017
I stole like a thief
Came in under the cover of night
Took what I wanted
Fled out the window
Ran home under the moon
Your heart in my hands
Staining my palms
Still alive and beating
I know that it is wrong to
take what is not your own
But their was so much love inside your chest
I couldn't help but wonder what it
would be to feel that same thing inside my own
So strange
Tupelo Mar 2017
My favorite music
Is the way your body sings
Caressing the strings
Of our echoing desires
Passing secrets
With the collision of skin
And for a time
The clock stands still
And this world falls silent
Tupelo Mar 2017
Bar
How much truth sleeps at the bottom of a bottle
So much soul lies with a drink in the hand
I downed shots of forget and apologies
I've drank cups full of women to whom I don't know names
These pockets run dry as my insides burn
And all my poems are written with a quivering hand.
Tupelo Feb 2017
My memories of youth sound of the ocean
The afternoons when kingdoms grew from sand
That young heart of mine raced with dreams
My shoulders kissed by the sun
The smell of sunscreen and boardwalk grease,
The shore was a garden, umbrellas bloomed by noon,
There was a girl with eyes of coral,
The sounds of storms rolling in,
Running home as lightning bit at my heels,
Arm and arm with that same girl with coral eyes,
And that young heart of mine raced with dreams,
Today I still look upon those months and that blazing heat,
Remembering those days like peeling skin after a burn,
I still long for the sounds of the ocean and the sand beneath my feet
Tupelo Feb 2017
Fate has a pen name
She smiles wide as an ocean
Dances with the moon
She's got the whole world
wrapped in her arms
Fate gives away parts of herself
Sometimes to a fleeting lover
Other times to a silent morning
Fate writes me letters
I'm just trying to figure out
Which address is the right one
Tupelo Feb 2017
I hold you close
I love you tender
My heart is a fragile bird
These wings break
from time to time
The tide pulls me out to sea
And my eyes pour oceans
Every time you love another
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