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I love my hipbones,
Beautiful and sharp.
They make women inhale.
They say.

I love their eyes,
For all the same reasons.
 Nov 2015 Kaitlyn A Warnken
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I am your poet --
I write your name on my heart
and our memories on my pages.

I write about my doubts,
my maybe's, what if's
and whereabouts
of you; and only you.

I write about my mistakes and yours --
our past, present, supposed future;
and how I love you the most.

I write about our debates --
the shouting and crying like
a wildfire sprawled across the bed.

I write about our first date --
when we dress up so nicely
and danced all night.

I write about our first kiss --
the push and pull of our lips;
and the warmth of our breathing.

I write about the way we talk --
the sweetest and most painful sound
uttered against the wind by the heart.

I write about your heartbeat --
the way it speaks to me,
and how it says my name joyfully.

I write about your face, your body,
the sound, noise, and joy;
and how we make love endlessly.

I am your poet --
I write about our unending love
that ends on my pages.
They told me
It was as if
Life loved me;

But I told them
That life is an unfaithful lover;
It only cares for you
When you are at your happiest
And seems to put you down
At your worst.

The secret
Is to love life
Even through the times
When the love seems unrequited.
i am suddenly in the autumn
autumn
autumn

of everything

and i only smell wet leaves

instead of honeysuckle

where once there was spring

i am suddenly in the autumn
autumn
autumn
 Sep 2015 Kaitlyn A Warnken
Snow
bleeding.....bleeding from my heart
i cry
but i cry tears of blood
no one can help me
but where is my family and friends when i need them?
it seems that i cannot escape this
i cannot escape my past
my past haunts me everyday
i feel like i'm tearing apart
my heart has been ripped out of my chest
i am holding on
holding on of what i know
though i cannot say
that i love pain
i hate it mostly
i want it gone
i want it to disappear
i'm screaming
screaming for help
but i know nobody can hear me
based off what i felt in the past
In the most random place
In the middle of no where
I met a boy
Who turned out to be a nightmare

In a room filled with others
I felt something strange
To look up and across the room at someone
Who seemed to already know me
As my eyes met his
It felt like we were staring for days
And in that moment I knew
Everything was about to change

What felt like hours had passed
Seconds went by
Until the person I was talking to
Snapped me back to real life

I detached from his eyes suddenly
Then looked back that way
He was walking out of the room
When somebody called his name

He seemed displeased to take me
Where I needed to go
And the whole car ride there
He made me feel so uncomfortable

Feeling like a burden
Until we reached the destination
I quickly reached for the door
Then he asked to see me again...

The next time we met
A rush jolted through me
And every time after we parted
Felt like a sad story

This was all so unplanned
And I was lying to myself
Made myself believe
That I was ready for someone else

I thought I fell in love
But realized I only just fell
I hit the ground face first
And it hurt like hell

He didn't really want me
He only wanted to have me
A possession he could call his
Put me in his pocket and keep me
Just quick thoughts about a memory
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