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Christina Cox Jan 2016
I hate the way I always try.
And the way I almost cry.
I hate the feelings never shown.
And the ones that are never even known.
I hate the lies I tell myself.
And the ones I put up on the shelf.
I hate the lies that I tell you.
And the way that I have run you through.
I hate the way I want to die.
And the way that feeling can intensify.
But most of all I hate the way
I want to change and always delay.
Christina Cox Jan 2016
I wait for you to see my truth
it lies behind my eyes
the hidden words
the hiding thoughts
shining through the tears.
Christina Cox Jan 2016
There's a river that doesn't follow
the rules of erosion.
There can be no gorge
on a curved surface.
  Jan 2016 Christina Cox
Sky
I tell you a lot;
I tell you with my poems
I tell you my sorrow;
I tell you my love
I tell you demons in my head;
I tell you daydreams in my bed
I tell you what cannot be said aloud;
I tell what no one seems to have found
I tell you a lot with these swirls of ink;
I tell you now, to read closely and discover how I think.
too late I found
that love and affection
frightened you so
Senryu
Christina Cox Jan 2016
I wonder what you think
when you see a spinning
woman.

A woman wearing
dark colors and bright tights
and tutus.

A woman who hides
herself in what she
doesn't wear.

A woman who shows
who she is in what
she spins in.

I wonder what you think
when you see a woman spinning
and that woman is me.
Christina Cox Jan 2016
I've taught you something new.
I've shown you something fun.
You've thanked me for it all.

I took your hand and weaved my fingers through yours.
There, now you can say you've held someone's hand.
The first time he held a woman's hand.

I took your face and turned your neck and kissed your cheek.
There, now you can say you've been kissed.
The first time a woman has kissed him with some passion.

You took my face and I gave you my cheek and you kissed.
There, now you can say you've kissed a girl.
The first time he has kissed a woman with some passion.

I took your face and kissed your lips slowly and purposefully.
There, now you can  really  say you've been kissed.
The first time a woman has kissed your lips.

You took my face and kissed my lips nervously.
There, now you can  really  say you've kissed a girl.
The first time he has kissed a woman.

I've shown you how I kiss.
You've shown me your nerves.
But you've done well.

I grabbed your jacket and pulled you towards me.
I kissed you with passionate wanting and you opened your lips.
The first time he's been surprised by the passion.

You put your arms around my back and pulled me towards you.
You kissed me with nervous passion and our tongues intertwined.
I didn't teach him this one, he's learning for himself.

I've shown you some firsts.
And you've decided what you want.
Next time we meet, there will be more.
A weird relationship where it's based on an agreement instead of attraction. Kinda fun actually.
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