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little girl
hands and knees
traipsing up the rooftop
eyes so wild
orchid child
searching for a home
tears on tips
fingers lit
clawing, clinging on
words are sought
mind is lost
peace has come and gone
7.9% numbs my brain
but i'm still thinking of you
oil and knives
are what you've given me
and i sit and stare
and think of you
erase your love soul
from my memory
i can't live like this anymore
slit and red and drip
slit and red and drip
at least i feel
surface pain
it's easier
than c-sitting
curled over with
sickening
pangs
If my skin were a curtain
I'd pull back the drapes
at the corner of my clavicle.
the breathing, feeling organs
of my torso would reveal
what you never see.

the clenches in my stomach
when I catch your fleeting glance

the double-thump of my heart
relishing your bare shoulder

my lungs frozen--suffocating
under your cold, soft touch

shrinking with the biggest sigh
as I watch you walk away.

But I always wear my skin
two layers too thick
and hide my delightful shame
of delighting in shaming you.
 Nov 2012 Amethyst Rock Star
Duck
If you were the sky
Then I'd be the sea
And when you shined bright
It would reflect in me.
When you're at rest
Then I am steady.
If you wanna get rough
I'm always ready.
Past closing at the bars
If you show me the stars
I'll open right up
And cast them out far.
And on the darkest night
If you won't shine a light.
Then I'm silent alongside you
Until you feel right.
We'll meet at the horizon
Where lovers will stare
And wonder with passion
Why they can't meet there.
And you'll share me a kiss
As bright as two suns.
When they meet in the middle
I'll know the days done.
And I can tell that's your way of saying to me.
Goodnight my love.
If you were the sky and I were the sea.
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And I just want to feel your breath
On my neck
And your *******
On my chest
And I just want to feel your lips
On my cheek
Telling me I’ll be okay
When I’m feeling awfully weak
And I just want to see your eyes
Meeting mine
Soft orbs of blue
Too mature for your time
And I just want to hear your voice
Whispering softly in my ear
Be here with me
Be near
I can’t handle this distance
Not only of miles, but of mind
I never could catch you
But god how long I tried.
Lay me down and show me how
To feel the pain in you
Wrap me in the way you feel
So I can
Feel it too

I can look into your eyes and tell
See no light aglow
But I cannot know the way you feel
‘til you lay me down
And show

Lay me down and show me how
To feel the pain in you
Wrap me in the way you feel
So I can
Feel it too

Those pieces of your emptiness
Drift in with the rain
I can see those holes in you
Filled with
Only pain

Look into these eyes of mine
Love is all aglow
A light to fill your emptiness
Enough to flood
Your soul

Lay me down, I will show you how
I can take the pain from you
Wrap you in the way I feel
So you
Can feel it too

Lay me down
I will show you how
I can take your pain from you………..
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"

— The End —