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jǫrð Sep 2022
The folds in your boots
Ain't clean enough
I'd be hands and knees at peace

There.
The History: Christ
jǫrð Sep 2022
That look of innocence
Shines at me
If only until I
Take notice
The History: From across the rail, our eyes met
jǫrð Sep 2022
I knew it was you
From the way you fidget,
Fantasize back behind the eyes
The History: I have become an amateur P.I. in the last 5 years.
jǫrð Sep 2022
Gesture
At the other
Girls
Wait for
Them to
Notice you
The way I
Do
The History: Scribbled on a piece of paper, which I took a photo of and threw in the trash.
jǫrð Jul 2022
Beckoning to me
The door open
The room clean
All except for you and me

I lost my mind
There on the floor
You gave me some
I needed some more

Pushed my legs back
Sank in deep
I didn't make a peep
For you, I'm meek
The History: I dreamt of loving you. Dreamt of your tongue, dreamt of your eyes meeting mine in the room in which I'm seated as I write this. That dream never came true but I can use it to cope.
jǫrð Jul 2022
I felt the light die in my womb
& I wanted him more than I wanted you

Bled out on my side of the bed
Whilst you laid down your languorous head

You turned to me once, crying out and said,
"Stop" and at once I did.
The History: I wanted my baby. I wanted to be able to rely on you but you left me alone in every way.
jǫrð Jul 2021
Veins blue in pallid
Porcelain skin like China
Stamped out 'neath the Bull
The History: Affection
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