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ericka bonilla Nov 2013
Write me a poem.
Write about how you love looking into my poo poo brown eyes.
Write about my ridiculous laugh.
Write about how you love the lingering smell of perfume on my body.
Write about how you love my sweet soft skin.
Write about how beautiful my scars are.
Write about how you have bookshelves full of books
based on sentences I whispered to you at 2 am.
Write about how my fingers fumbled while trying to interlock with yours.
Write about my legs for days.
Write about my horribleness which is actually wonderful.
Write about how I made you laugh.
Write about my horrible taste in music.
Write about how you see me in your dreams.
Write about my sarcasm.
Write about the smirk creeping on your face right now.
Just write.

-elissette
ericka bonilla Nov 2013
He doesn't come dressed in a red cape and pointy horns.
He comes as everything you've ever wished for...
that boy, that girl, the one thing that has you mesmerized.
Lucifer's got angels too you know.
You may call them demons but they were once angels too.
Twice as pretty and twice as quick.
Don't be coaxed into taking a bite of that sweet forbidden fruit.

-elissette
ericka bonilla Nov 2013
You wrote me a love letter.
A different kind of love letter.
Not the handwritten kind.
You wrote me a classic love letter.
On my body with your mouth.
Signed with a hickey.
I want to write you a love letter too.
Not the handwritten kind.
The kind for the whole world to see.

-elissette
ericka bonilla Nov 2013
All I want is for my happiness to leak out onto you.
I want to make your wishes come true.
I want to be your dearest friend.
I want the sparkle in my eye to become your very own sparkle.
I want my words to gently pull the corners of your mouth into a beautiful smile.
I want you to smile so much that at the end of the day
your lips ache as much as my lips ache.
Let us smile with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy.

-elissette
ericka bonilla Nov 2013
Your brain is a silo filled with unsolved mysteries.
There is a universe beneath your skin,
coursing through your veins,
tangling in your sinew.
You are so much more alive than you think.
You have no control over your life.
So just live.
And live beautifully in that universe underneath your skin,
let joy course through your veins,
let love tangle in your sinew.
That silo in your brain full of unsolved mysteries will slowly be solved.
So just live.

-elissette
ericka bonilla Nov 2013
Slowly I opened my eyes
Sun beaming in through your curtains oh so shy
There you layed sleeping peacefully
No worries on your shoulders
It was morning bliss seeing you so alive and at peace
Sun kissing your skin
Blankets hugging you tight
Pillow holding your secrets
Mattress holding everything about you together
Slowly you open your eyes
You notice the sun kissing my skin
You notice the blankets hugging me tight
You notice the pillows holding my secrets
You notice the mattress holding everything about me together
And you gently wrap your arms hugging me tight
Gently pull me next to you to hold me together
Gently lay my head on your chest to hold my secrets
The sun is no longer kissing my skin
Your lips gently kiss my skin
And say
NO
You are mine

-elissette
ericka bonilla Nov 2013
I inhaled you in with no intentions to exhale you out.
You stuck to my skin and invaded my bloodstream.
Running through my veins.
Creating all types of pain.
Such beautiful pain that I've become numb.
I've sort of become this dumb fool around you.
Should I exhale out such a pain that gives me life ?

-elissette
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