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Alexandra J Jul 2014
I thought I saw you today,
Between wild waves of the sea.
I recognized your movements:
Untamed
Dangerous
But oh so attractive
Oh so very tempting.
The sea breeze touched my face,
Just like your kisses.
I never realized how cold they were,
Until you took the sun off my sky.
You were like grains of sand
Still found on your skin
Weeks after leaving the beach.
Needless to say,
I might never get away from you.
Alexandra J Jun 2014
I feel like I watch life pass by
From behind bulletproof glass
As if I'm a museum exhibit
Just waiting for time
To make me priceless.
No wind
No sun
Not much air left.
Alexandra J Jun 2014
The only thing I've got left
Are three rose petals
From the night
You made me your own.
They were once white,
Pure, hopeful, innocent,
Much like me,
A fragile petal in your claw.
Now, they've become yellow,
Much like our love,
Ill, broken,
Decomposing.
Perhaps I should let them go
And be carried by the wind
In the place of all things lost.
Only I would have to go too,
For I am no longer found
By you.
Alexandra J Jun 2014
I am a pool of broken glass:
Sharp edges
And rough surfaces.
No matter how gently you dive in,
I am bound to hurt you.
Once, I was a beautiful stained glass.
Now, I am only stains and pieces.
Alexandra J Jun 2014
My dear moon,
My old friend,
Who listens to my thoughts
All night,
Who knows my darkest secrets
And my deepest desires.
Step sister of the Sun,
You give me light when
I need it the most.
One day,
I will join you.
Alexandra J Jun 2014
It's butterflies in my stomach:
A chaos of wings fluttering.
They seems harmless,
Until they reach the heart
And weaken its flesh,
Making a nest out of it.
They're not butterflies
Anymore.
They're arrows
With poisoned tips,
Thrown by a Cupid
With a demon's wings.
Alexandra J May 2014
Sea
I seek you on lazy mornings,

With eyes half closed,

Half browsing the room

For you.

I see the waves of the restless sea

And I see your moves

At times when you were mine-

Never still, never quiet,

Never taking the time to appreciate

What you had.

I wish I were a seagull

Always flying above your foam

Admiring every inch of you.

Instead,

I am the shore,

Constantly waiting

For you to come back.
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