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Please excuse me for this
I am not especially articulate
In the art of relationships
© 2014 Christina Jackson
She bled a different shade of red
Veins hollowed from the inside out
Puncture wounds told old stories
of bitterness and self doubt
The wounds broke open
the blood flowed about

You could always tell
when she was sad
Her eyes wrung out
Dried from all the misplaced
tears she had shed
The complacent look
of dread
She could feel the life
from her drain
All the hopes and dreams
once said
Now long lost riddles
crumbled and dead.
© 2014 Christina Jackson
You are, as tender as the night
The freshly painted black sky could reach down and brush your lips
In the center of this masterpiece called life
I have but only one wish
The wish to see you smile
You would make a beautiful picture
And light up the whole ****** sky
Turn night into day, with the rays
radiating from your eyes
You could summon all the angels and demons alike
But nothing could compare to the beauty of the way
My eyes light up when you make a subtle sly
Remark, about the way that I look
Or the way that I am
You hold the very best and worst parts of me
In the palm of your hands
© 2014 Christina Jackson
Your lips leave an impression on my soul
I am always sad when they have to go


© 2014 Christina Jackson
I saw a ghost the other day
His eyes hollow, haunting me
from afar
The years spent picking up
every broken piece of my heart
Every scar, inside and out
is only bandaged over
not repaired
I'm afraid the ghost of you
will never disappear
My shoulders do not have room
for one more
© 2014 Christina Jackson
Take me as I am-
Broken

Otherwise-

Leave me dancing in the wind-
Weightless

Without shape or from
Simply take me as I am
© 2014 Christina Jackson
Sign your name upon my lips
I'll sing you a lullaby
Nighttime closes around you
Filling you with lovers bliss
Until you've drunk the poison
L**eave me shaken not stirred
© 2014 Christina Jackson
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