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 Sep 2020 Jessica Lofts
Aa Harvey
Kiss me twice


I saw you rocking on a Saturday night.
I fell in love with a beauty wrapped inside a light,
That snaked its way over your body.
Scream aloud.  I need to love somebody,
So I can appear in front of your eyes.
Devil dancing, under multi-coloured lights, at night.


Raise my soul up to newer heights and let me get lost inside,
Of the sound of your heart as it eternally sighs.
I love you in this moment in time.
Fire heart needs a soulful cry of delight
And a kiss that remains electrified,
As I move my fingers down your spine,
Pressing all the right digits in all the right places.
Forget all of the other faces.
We are alone in this moment in time.
Kiss me twice in case it doesn’t immediately hit you right.


(C)2020 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
 Sep 2020 Jessica Lofts
essie
2020
 Sep 2020 Jessica Lofts
essie
I attend college in an apocalypse
I'm planning for a future that doesn't exist
Paying these grandiose establishments
So they can give me a piece of paper
A modern day participation award
this was in my drafts and I don't love it but I'm posting it anyways
 Apr 2020 Jessica Lofts
m
q
 Apr 2020 Jessica Lofts
m
q
facilitated intimacy using
words as fingers and tongues,
fading bruises from sunday as
anger watches in the mirror.

my window covered with
droplets, green earth and
pink bodies devour alone these
stale replacements of life.

my bedroom begs for absence;
wine drowns doubts but
overflows to stain my fingertips
like a lover, like a curse.
walking through the quarantine with my woes
 Apr 2020 Jessica Lofts
undefined
I dreamed I was painting with a dancers feet again.
I woke and there was hurt, which is love, which means life and God and good... So, hurt can't be all too bad I guess.
 Apr 2020 Jessica Lofts
japheth
was hurting me —
leaving me for good,
enough for you?

did the skin of my former past self
that you demanded me to remove too early
enough to use as a bandage
for that someone who hurt you before me?

were my tears enough
to wash away your so called “sins”
and redeem yourself
from your self inflicted misery?

i know i was never enough for you.

that was the first thing i realized
when i saw the change of color in your eyes:
from dilated pupils to stares that were dry.
how could you say so much when all i heard was your sigh.

was hurting myself —
when i know you’re existence was no good,
enough for me?
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 Apr 2020 Jessica Lofts
FreeMind
I have read many books about military veterans
How they get war flashbacks
Stuck in a loop of PTSD
Consuming them

I too have PTSD
Flashbacks, but not of war
Of things You did to me, over and over again
And its consuming me... and I will fight it no more



-FreeMind
April 8, 2020
#107
 Mar 2020 Jessica Lofts
rk
stolen
 Mar 2020 Jessica Lofts
rk
red wine
stained our lips,
with clumsy hands
tracing moonlight
on your skin.
our love got sweeter
with each stolen kiss
and in those moments
i knew,
i would follow you
to any ruin.
- all i could breathe was you.
just because the star-
fish can grow its arms back does
not mean it didn't hurt.
______________

even though scars heal
and wounds fade it doesn't mean I
will forget the pain.
haiku.
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