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May 21 · 33
Reflection
JJRKelly May 21
Look at the mirror and
Acknowledge and reflect
that you're
a work of art
Worthy of creation.
But don't stare too long,
And confuse self love
With ideology narcissistic.
Mar 12 · 184
Philologist
JJRKelly Mar 12
A rainstorm into an open field
Soaking my pigments with
Colors nonexistent;
You’re a solar storm,
Irradiating, enriching me
In serenity transcendent.
Otherworldly on my tongue;
You are a forgotten language
Awaiting translation,
Patience and understanding.
Someone to take the time
To comprehend your words
Unspoken and unread.
Trust me to hold you,
To listen and read
With consideration and delicacy.
Know that I’m here for you to
Whisper your unknowns in my ear,
And compose your silent correspondence
On my skin with your lips
Without fear.
Philology: 1. The study of literature and of disciplines relevant to literature or to language as used in literature
Mar 9 · 39
Embers II
JJRKelly Mar 9
Embers and ashes
Is what’s become of
The spark that aroused
The constellations between us.
What do you suggest
We do to reignite the universe
That we created at the meeting
Of our lips, the contact of our eyes
The sensations that traveled, lightning,
Over our skin?
Can we regain what was lost
When we feel so distant?
We touched ever so briefly like tangents
And despite the growing separation,
Still yearn for another again.
Is there a way to savor the moment
And hold it, bottled like wine
For some future time when the future
is not enough?
I yearn for more of your fingertips
Tracing over my depths, but I can’t
Deny the way we fade into the quiet...
Embers burning to ashes and dust
Is what’s left of us,
Mar 9 · 128
Embers I.
JJRKelly Mar 9
I yearned for a touch
To reach through into
The deep of me.
Yearned for a voice
that'd create in me
a trembling
Soul filled with
anticipation.
And this you gave,
But oh how quickly
You take it away.
Barely a lingering taste
On my lips.
You've slipped away
In silence
Like water droplets
Slipping from the petals
Of an unfurling flower;
Condensation that dewed
Upon the vibrant blooms
In the soft night,
Only to dissipate in dawn's light.
Leaving me only
with questions,
pondering the now dying
Fire, soft embers,
within your
eyes.
A poem about a short romance that died as quickly as it was borne.
Jan 15 · 19
Descendant
JJRKelly Jan 15
It's undeniable.
The ******* ecstasy
When the sunlight hits;
Electromagnetic waves absorbed
By your earthtone, melanated skin.
It kisses you,
wraps you in its heat
And turns your brown eyes
into pools of amber honey.
It crowns you in magnificence and glory.
Is there plausible deniability then
To ignore the evident?
The irrefutable testament
That you were born elegance.
Royal magnificence embodied
Within your entire being.
More precious than the stones
Set into the crowns of Kings.
You are the precious stones
Set deep, raw and refined
Within the earth,
and the stars set into the everness
Of the universe.
Your pain only made you more beautiful,
A descendant of forgotten riches,
Remember...
Even the sun graces you
To spite the hatred spewed
At your dignity.
The proginy of Africa,
You were born
To conquer adversity.
Dec 2019 · 49
Piqued.
JJRKelly Dec 2019
Something about the way
You hold your wine glass
Intrigues and piques me.
The way the condensation
Contrasts with the heat
That emanates from your hand;
Water droplets slipping between
your fingers. your honey skin
Evocative of the sweet Chardonnay
From which you sip bequaething
The glass with red lips stains.
There's something about the imagery
That leaves me yearning for a taste.
Dec 2019 · 161
time
JJRKelly Dec 2019
unpromise me forever;
abandoned lovelorn that I've become,
I need to be free from
the paradox of your absent
stagnance.
Nov 2019 · 91
Summer
JJRKelly Nov 2019
A memory that brings sharp pangs.
A better-left-empty cup of coffee.
A Winter that promises to get colder.
Today, a high of -10° degrees.
And then she steps into the room.
Into my world.
A flower in perpetual bloom,
A smile that outshines stars
A laugh that radiates the dark.
Today,  sparks fly deep in my heart
And I again feel warmth.
Nov 2019 · 309
Pariah
JJRKelly Nov 2019
Don't force yourself to forget.
leaves still fall in Autumn,
And flowers still bud in spring.
Nov 2019 · 991
Chapter one
JJRKelly Nov 2019
My fingers tickle against
The soft fibers of the first page
In a manuscript written with
dedicated ardence. I
admire the ink uncials, left behind
By eloquent whispers passed from
Your eyes, to My lips.
From your tongue
To my skin.
Salacious words succulent
That permeate the thick paper,
Like heavy breaths from a prurient
Night.
I savor the memory,
Turning over the page to find
Blank linen sheets left awaiting,
for letters and punctuation
Until, poem after poem,
A new chapter again
we commence.
Nov 2019 · 258
Bereft
JJRKelly Nov 2019
I have no tears left for grief.
Instead I write
Them down in pitch black ink.
No,
I have no more tears to cry.

And

I have no voice left to weep.
Instead I pluck Harp strings
that sigh
Soft songs into the lonely nights.
I
Have no voice left to cry.
Oct 2019 · 51
Michaelangelo
JJRKelly Oct 2019
We love to see those
special ones we love
Make changes for us.

But
during the evolution,
Did we remember to
Love who they are?

Afterwards,
Are they still deep down
The same one we fell in love with?
Or did we lose them while
Sculpting them into a new image
Sep 2019 · 875
Butterflies
JJRKelly Sep 2019
The
butterflies that fluttered
in your heart after our eyes met,
Have bloomed into carnations
Full of stars constellated
With passion between
your thighs.
I
can feel the heat
of your unseen
As it begins to rise
As the sun on the horizon
until your sensuous reaches zenith
and I witness
Your flower petals kaleidoscope and unfurl
As you release sweet nectar that pearls,
with aromatic efflorescence,
Onto the the surface
Of my stamen
Sep 2019 · 76
Amaryllis
JJRKelly Sep 2019
You're
the Amaryllis
Among the roses.
I found myself falling
For your confident elegance,
And Intelligence long
before I fell for your
passion.
Sep 2019 · 2.1k
Linguist
JJRKelly Sep 2019
You
Devoted the time to
Become versed in my
vernacular.
Now
study the pages filled
With ink as I stand,  
vulnerable and naked before you
In all my melanin.
Sep 2019 · 47
Untitled
JJRKelly Sep 2019
I've performed my duty as a poet
And placed you among the stars
Aug 2019 · 61
Untitled
JJRKelly Aug 2019
I write my poems
In the latest of nights
And earliest of mornings,
When I'm alone with the
Lightning storm brimming
That is my thoughts running
rampant through my mind
Aug 2019 · 223
Spring
JJRKelly Aug 2019
I
watch as
your flower unfurls
in all its glory.
Iridescent colors like many
stars collected in you
Illuminate your beautiful
heart irradiates
Me
.
Aug 2019 · 260
No Song
JJRKelly Aug 2019
No
song because
These are the kind of words
That no one sings.
This is a theme
we shouldn't repeat.
What we have is
Just a passing moment
Only a short poem
I hope you never see.

No.
There's nothing beautiful about this
Nothing beautiful about sin..
But you make it look so heavenly.
Tainted so my broken heart bleeds
Symphonies in every beat.

My
Every word's a sword.
Is it suicide then
When I tattoo myself with my pen;
Write my pain into permanence.
My late nights spent stuck in bed;
Yearning for a warmth that you never send.
I watch the coming dawn from the safety
Of my covers I-I-I'm tired from a sleepless night.
Happy that None can see me cry when the sunrise greets the new days sky
And I'm not feeling right
Cause I been left alone
To face a world
unknown

But
If I called you'd answer right?
If I text you when the moon's high,
And the darkness has settled,
And my mind meddles
With the idea of you,
You'd reply right?

If
I told you I need you…
Is that too desperate?
Rhetorical question
But I understand your objections
Of who I am.
For I now know
Know why the caged bird sang...
And why he fell silent.
Mar 2019 · 461
Eternity lost
JJRKelly Mar 2019
Hundreds of poems
Were never enough.
So I gave up writing
For someone who'd
Never understand
Depths; the essence,
The timelessness
Of my words.
Mar 2019 · 151
To know.
JJRKelly Mar 2019
I didn't know what it was
About you that drew
Me in;
Perplexed, I couldn't figure
It out why you were
Stuck in my synapses.
I couldn't have known
Without seeing it
Once more.
Then we met again
And you smiled and I knew
Jan 2019 · 179
Untitled
JJRKelly Jan 2019
Welcome to my airspace.
How do you like the way my lightning
Strikes your weathervane?
The way my thoughts rain down
On your rocket ship?
The way the moonlight hits your skin
When the clouds clear
And you've landed on my mindscape.
Do you like the way my words gravitate
To you and wrap you in flames?
Jan 2019 · 322
Untitled
JJRKelly Jan 2019
When's the last time the person
In the mirror called you beautiful?
Or is loving what you see
In the reflection still difficult?
Oct 2018 · 232
Your Fool
JJRKelly Oct 2018
My heart become expendable,
Used up to and past the point of being dependable
I have no use except as a pin cushion for all your anger.
My expiration date has long passed overdue and
yet here I am, with my heart falling to pieces,
struggling to pick up the shambles,
my mind a lightning storm as I scramble
to make sense of this deep and eerie sadness.
What can I do to relieve myself of this anxiety
this pain this death,
there are no solutions left
only one question left to ponder.
When did I become your fool?
Apr 2018 · 186
Fire
JJRKelly Apr 2018
I am a fire.
I burn through the space and time
Around me.
Only To watch roses rise,
Like colored smoke,
from smoldering
Ashes to spring
Into full bloom
.
For what other use
Could there be for my high energy
But to blaze through the world
And fade like fire? To dissapate
And leave roses in my wake.
.
I've written,
Composed,
And painted
Into immortality
My love
For thee
.
But without fuel how could I burn hot enough?
I hardly ever write a poem a poem that's focused more on myself. This is an attempt at that.
Apr 2018 · 247
Time
JJRKelly Apr 2018
I'm partial to my Black Queen.
Been partial ever since the time
When she added her stars
To the universe of my mind,
Shined light on places I never seen
About myself, good and bad.
She's an African American dream.
Confident, fiery, loving, sweet.

Hair; dark brown,
Thick, strong, curly, long, full.
Body; dark skinned,
Thick, strong, curvy, soft full,
Mind;
Fierce, strong, gentle.
Spirit;
Beautiful.

With knowledge and growing wisdom
Her brown eyes pierce me deep.
I gasp for breath when
I'm diving through her deep.
The double entendres
In the words I speak
Deciphered
Only by my Queen.
Spoken only in the ears
Of my Queen.
I wrap her in my words
And twist her around the syllables
That generate in my mind
When she's swimmin in my mental.
And now
Transcribing her visual
Has become a pastime
And for my Queen
I'm always partial with the
greatest of all commodities.
Time.
Apr 2018 · 178
Fading dreams
JJRKelly Apr 2018
This dream this
Fantasy of mine
Remains unrealized.
Like the sun in a broken season.
I long for the summer heat
But the center of my world
Slips away as the cloud break
Thickens again and my sky is gray.
This dream becomes
Like rain in the desert
To this ever thirty man,
Before I can drink
Your waters slip through the sand
And I am left unquenched.
This dream, this fantasy unmatched,
Is forever out of my grasp
Apr 2018 · 133
You Could
JJRKelly Apr 2018
You could hurt me,
Leave me with the scars
Of a couple heartbreaks.

But strange as it may be
I still long for you when we're apart
You should know I want you to stay.

You could simply
Stay silent, simply  depart,
But I deplore that you remain.

It feels at times that this symphony,
This concerto, this song, has lost
It's form and the end's round the corner.
But put the record back on
And see how this romance
Plays so much
longer.
Apr 2018 · 116
Reach
JJRKelly Apr 2018
"I'm tired of you saying that
I hurt you."
I'm sorry I can't change my nature nor my virtues.
I can't change the roots that|             
|Reach.  
deeper than you've yet to|              
You're still learning all my hues
But at times it instead feels like you're.
Skirting around some hidden truth
And I'm trying to uncover that.
Apr 2018 · 126
I'd Rather
JJRKelly Apr 2018
I'd rather the blistering cold of
Freezing wind from
A thousand winters...
Than to feel again the affects
Of what you just did to me.
Apr 2018 · 89
Dear Friend
JJRKelly Apr 2018
My dear friend,
You are a Queen
Don't ever forget that ****.
Chin up, eyes forward,
Head held high, confident.
These boys be stressin
Don't know what they lookin
For.
Don't let them ruin your starlight
Love, cause you deserve more.

You're a Queen
Full blown royal regality
That's the reality.
Your court's full of Jesters
Tryina take
While you wait
And search for your King.

You're a Queen;
Inside and out, you're beautiful,
Sweet, kind, strong, and gentle.
So you gotta beware these
Kids tryina **** up your mental.
They wear fools gold crowns
You're young so don't let
Them take you off your seat.
Save your tears for that one
Who'll know what it means
To respect, adore, and love you
In his full capicity cause he
Know's you deserve to know
You can trust him with your heart.
You're a Queen, love,
Don't let these jokers tear you apart.
Apr 2018 · 92
Wait For Me
JJRKelly Apr 2018
I'm puttin in a request
for love without rest.
Gimme dat good ****
and I don want no mess.
I'm a ****** up individual
still dealing with the residual
affects
of living this life loveless.
Don't got no one to come
home to no to run
to no one
to hold this scarred heart,
to hold this bag of bones together
no one to blow my universe apart
and replace it with something new.
No I don't want no mess
when I'm the one that needs a new fix
I'm useless and I've yet to accept
myself for who I am.

I'm putting in a request
for you to bring some color to my life
I've been blanched for quite some time
need that passion that newness
to grow old with.
I need your timeless.
It's gonna take some time
for me to get strength
and confidence.
And I'm not long till the finish.
I know the idea of "us" can outlast
the length of time I need
and at the end of this race
I'm requesting your presence.
Can you wait for me?
Apr 2018 · 85
Poetry
JJRKelly Apr 2018
When I was younger
I can remember
Hiding in a dark closet
To cry tears that otherwise
Would go noticed.
I was ashamed of pain
And sadness
Ashamed of how they
Turned my face into a mess,
And also scared of the reactions
People would have
Once they knew my reasons,
Once they knew my weakness.
I can remember those days
When I'd hide away,
Throw covers over my head
And scream
My anguish Into a pillow.
Now I call that pillow poetry
Mar 2018 · 164
Spring
JJRKelly Mar 2018
Spring rain
Drops,
And drips,
And drizzles,
Over vibrant flower petals
As moonlight filters through
Thick clouds to illuminate
Your eccentric hues.
And when the sunrise dawns
And reveals the morning dew,
I'll breath in deep the lovely scent,
Left behind by the enactment
of passion,
petrichor that tingles my mind
And fills me with both satiation,
And yearning for

Spring rain that
Drops,
Drips,
And abundantly pours
Energy
That meets between
The storms of our souls
As we float beneath the sheets
Intwined with eachother
Akin
Colors that are
Dripping
Dropping
blending on a palatte
Until the brush is released
To paint the artwork
On a new canvas
And the pen is unleashed
To engrave the timeless words
That dye and permeat you with
Permenant ink.

Just like that
I want to
Bring your love to me,
Make love to me
With the rejuvunating
energy of spring.
Mar 2018 · 79
Untitled
JJRKelly Mar 2018
My mind when I see you
In those pants and that shirt.
I want to taste every layer
Of whats hidden beneath
Those clothes that leave
My eyes with a yearn
To see more of what your body
Offers.
I want to see what you look like
Under my covers.
Want to hear the music you make when I discover
What it feels like
To be inside your wonders.
Mar 2018 · 92
Untitled
JJRKelly Mar 2018
Sleep wrapped in my symphonies
And rest your head on my concerto.
Grace my sound with your fingertips
Caress the keys of my heart softly
Gently pull my strings, pianissimo,
As you discover my cadences.

Sleep wrapped in my bed sheets
And lay your head on my pillow.
Trace my soul with your fingertips
Caress my pigments, reach down deep,
Pull me in and warm me from the cold
As I delve into your ardent.
Mar 2018 · 101
Monarchs
JJRKelly Mar 2018
The highlights of my summers
Were the streetlights coming on
and having to come sit on
the porch or go inside while
my big brothers and sister got to run around.
getting in the big van and watching the trees, the farms,
the rivers, clouds, and the stars,
pass by as we traveled. Playing games and playing games
with my siblings till we got too tired to keep going.
Staring into the sun to see who'd blink first.
Falling asleep and waking up somewhere else.
sword fights with sticks, wrestling matches...
foot racing, bike racing, calling out eachtime
biplanes or blimps passed overhead in the blue skies.
Running in the warm rains of sudden showers,
watching lightning flicker overhead and counting the seconds
it took for the thunder to reach our ears to see just how far away the storm was.
Eating dinners that left me stuffed.
Feeding sugar to ants by pouring the disaccharide
on ant hills and watching the ants take each granule
back down into their homes.
Chasing down ladybugs and putting them on weeds
filled with aphids to watch the red beetles feed.
Capturing lightning bugs, jumping high to reach them
as before they could float out of reach.
Laying in bed in the middle of night to finish a book
so I could talk about it to my older brothers and pass it on to my younger brother.
Feeding the dogs and having to clean up after they'd made a mess.
Getting ****** at my "mean" older siblings.
Trying to talk to my crush, and showing off when
it came to playing sports.
My summer was playing football game after football game,
getting hit hard, and tackling as hard as my scrawny body could.
Sleeping on the top bunk because I loved the summer heat.
Eating popsicles  and Italian ice and sharing with the neighborhood kids cause we had more than enough.
Sneaking to the corner store to buy bubbaloos,
chips, pop, and honeybuns with saved up chump change.
Visiting cousins, and celebrating birthday after birthday.
Yea, those were the good days.
The worlds falling apart now right before our eyes
and I just remember those good golden times.
I haven't seen a monarch butterfly
in more than a few years and they used to come every summer
in the thousands.
Feb 2018 · 75
M(s)adness
JJRKelly Feb 2018
In madness
He leapt into the molten stone
To feel once more the warmth that was her and with her left. he's alone
And prefers the silence that wraps
Him tightly as he stares into the
night sky ablaze with stars, like her
eyes were when they locked onto
His own, to the madness of life that
Reminds him of the madness of
The things they did together
Promising each other the mad
promise of “me and you forever.”
In madness he drank of tears from
Bottles of sorrow
And slept dreaming of the last
And never tomorrow.
With her there was a tomorrow
To look forwards to with the sun
Always at his side smiling wide
And lightening his day. His love
Knew no limit but that is past tense
And none could convince
Him that moving on was best.
So he lived on in madness.
Waiting for her return,
He pushed on in sadness
Feb 2018 · 124
Cry for me
JJRKelly Feb 2018
The dark clouds outside my window
And high above my dreary world
Rain waters upon my windowsill.
The droplets on the earths surface replace what won't fall from my eyes
To express the quiet sorrows
That I've hidden deep inside.
I've run out of tears to cry
For this particular subject.
And though I wish I could cry
To relieve my sighs
I cannot myself express
This deep sadness
And so I let the clouds,
In all their strong gray beauty,
Cry for me.
Feb 2018 · 109
Alone with my thoughts
JJRKelly Feb 2018
I'm melancholic...
And no, I don't want
To talk about it.
I'm not depressed,
Just on the borderline
Of dispirited and stressed.
But I'm not talking about it.
Not gonna talk about the
Why's and how's of my feelings
The emotions with which I'm dealing
The causes that've left me reeling
And despondent.
No, I don't want to speak on it.
So leave it be.
walk away from the topic
And let me be
Alone with the thoughts
I shouldn't think.
Leave me alone to my
Midnight dreary
Where I lay awake weary
And alone with my query's.
No I don't want to talk about it.
But the irony is that these words
Have already given away my feelings.
Feb 2018 · 213
Heartbreak
JJRKelly Feb 2018
I thought of my heart as
made from the strongest steel
However some time ago
The reality of my state was revealed.
The glass casing of my heart
shattered, shredding through
my emotions with every shard
of the broken and fractured glass stained
the colors of hopes, fears, and pains.
And in this destruction here I lay.
And in this misery I pass my winter days.
Feb 2018 · 114
All this Love
JJRKelly Feb 2018
We've all this stolen time
And I won't let it slip
through fingertips
that tremble in
excitement.
And all this love
ready to burst into flame,
to set us to flame, to burn passion
into permanence like constellations.
Jan 2018 · 110
Only God knows
JJRKelly Jan 2018
Why do I let myself
Get so mad I… I…
I fight hard against self
But the anger swells it
Overcomes me and
I struggle with tongue
To not say these words that
Cut like daggers and pierce deep
Just like bullets…
And can I ever feel guiltless?
Bible says forgive and forget.
But right after the surge
I feel ever such a helpless
Little fool, that I'ma foolish
And weak man.
That's really way I feel
In the aftermath.
God knows why I'm like this
But I haven't figured out yet.
I rage like lion only to abate
an ugly duckling in garden.
God knows I regret.
Trying to find the ways to
Never again start mess.
And it's painfully redundant.
I get ******, then change of wind
And I'm low tide emotions.
Well.
That's where my heart is.
Blissfully ignorant to the fact
That this is heartache.
I can't hold grudges
Can't stay angry
But sure as hell can handle
Depressed.
I can always say sorry…
Even when fault lies
With the other party.
Always an apology on my lips.
Maybe it's a strength?
But right now only God knows
Why He made me like this.
Jan 2018 · 643
Appetence
JJRKelly Jan 2018
I denude the skin off your
peach
To reveal the ripe
Hidden underneath.
I realize now that I've,
after that first touch
Of soul and mind,
Become a hedonist
For your lips.
A ****** for that special bliss
That makes you taste
So.
****.
Sweet.
Somehow you set me free
And bind me
Simultaneously.
My mind unbound ever since
I discovered new appetence
For the taste of your saccharine.
But I'm anchored into you
Cause this sensation occurs
Only when I'm with,
When I give in to urge
And appease my senses,
When I partake,
And I taste
That Milky Way
That is
You.
appetence (ˈæpɪtəns) or appetency
n, pl -tences or -tencies
1. a natural craving or desire
2. a natural or instinctive inclination
Dec 2017 · 655
Constellations
JJRKelly Dec 2017
Constellations
Traced for hours
In the dark of night.
Stars and planets
In a universe known
Only to my sight.
Fingers drenched in stardust
From a world that
Knows only my touch.
Senses overstimulated
By a melodic nebula
That draws in my love.
And
I could stare daily
Into the light of
That hidden milky way.
Stare evermore
Into the wonders
Of that universe
That you embody
Filled to infinity
With those precious
And forever blooming
Constellations.
Dec 2017 · 520
Darkness
JJRKelly Dec 2017
I cover
Your every inch
Of dark skin
With touches tender
Like the darkness
That we've entered.
With windows shuttered
And the lights extinguished
As anticipation rises
For the caress of
Secret places to begin.

I embrace you,
Like the shadows
That raced to
Cover your skin,
I trace your curve
with fingertips and lips.
My piqued interest peaks
As I feel the trembles,
And the radiated heat
That eminates from your core
To the surface that I search
To bring bright an vivid
The image of your visage
to my mind
Just like reading braille.

Four senses left
I'm just like the blind
And so I
Rediscover every line
Every hill and sweet valley
Projected in my mind's eye
While I listen to your neosoul
sighs and prelude moans
Which, by lack of sight
Become magnified...
Til passions melodies end
In sweet cadence of night's
Darkness
Dec 2017 · 122
After Then.
JJRKelly Dec 2017
The
whisper of your name
lingers in the furthest corners
of my soul, on my tongue forever
a song that eternal, stays,
Though soft as down, plays,
loud as new dawns rays.
In my eyes you remain,
fiery hot. And though I fall
and though I stumble, as ink
on paper stains it's way,
through this world I think...
And I hope, and pray, that despite
the obstacles that come between,
our hearts will beat as one,
forever until there is no rising sun
nor moon, nor stars to light
the surface of this earth and
grace the pigments of your skin.
I will hold you beloved in the
furthest reaches of all that is deep
within me. I will cherish you, your ardent
warmth, your beauty and your charm,
Your anger and your pleasant, your smile,
dearest to me until that moment beyond time
and forever on after then.
Nov 2017 · 124
Untitled
JJRKelly Nov 2017
My dearest love,
you are pleasant
to my eyes.
You are
Rich honey, thick and sweet,
upon my tongue,
you are a
delightful composition
in my mind.
Your love emanates into me,
ardent and fulgent,
warmth to my core.
And so I pull you into my
ever open arms, to hold you tight
once more.
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Untitled
JJRKelly Nov 2017
You are a vibrant pink lily
with starlight at your center
floating on my calm waters;
beautifying my stormy waters.
Anchored to my soul by the
red string of fate fastened
between you and I
Oct 2017 · 115
Reasons
JJRKelly Oct 2017
The ridges in my fingerprints
Are soaking wet with
A secret inspiration.
And when they ask
What coats my fingertips
To write these hinted poems
Shall I say that they've been
Dipped into ink or honey?
Shall I tell them that it's
Saccharine that's running
Through the quill of my mental pen
To soak sole lovers skin with words?
Or should I keep it between you and I?
The truth of the matter, that is, the reason for which I write?
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