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jennie Aug 2020
You took me when I was ripe
I didn’t know my innocence would have too be the price

You taste on me so fondly and
My heart use too think of you as someone so lovely
Then our time has come and passed

This isn’t love and I know your affection on me won’t last

You bitten me down to my core, do you really enjoy snacking on things that shouldn’t be yours?

Now that I’m dry, bitten, and trashed
Are gonna find another sweeter fruit that your taste buds haven’t kissed yet?
Just my thoughts
jennie Jun 2020
I’m sorry to bother you..
Promise you don’t mind?

I just want your pixie dust please,
oh no.. I won’t take too much.

just enough to fly,

feel high,

and be beautiful too!

being an earth fairy is unfair compared too a glowing gazelle like you...
jennie Jun 2020
There’s always that one summer that makes you question everything

There’s always that one summer that had that one special person and that soft special spotlight on the one thing that mattered most to you in the entire world

Yes. It was a hot summer.
It rained, it got cold, but the humidity was still there. It ached in my spine every time I saw the sunlight.

Melancholy screams through every grass fibre that softly blows from the harsh wind

Of course there were the highs
I never focused on the lows

But when you’re miserable and not expecting,
The sunset can be especially blinding to the storm cloud that reigns above your head.
You start to think life can be good
Till summer ends
It was a bittersweet summer
jennie Nov 2019
5am
You’re a twilight dreamer
Thoughts of make belief
Sound and wide awake
Make belief is what you’re feeling
Just in my thoughts again.
jennie Mar 2019
The sun is setting and the flowers are gone,
You’re going to leave me and I know it

Sad seeing you go, would have loved to see you stay
But I guess summer has to end sometime

But I’ll remember bumble bees, honey, and lavender
I’ll remember a time when the hot air didn’t sting my heart so
Try to remember… when your heart still beat strong for me like a
wood pecker in a tree

That wood pecker is still beating for me out of sympathy

Sympathy for the fact that you’ve tasted my summer sun and left

Summer has to end sometime I guess

— The End —