I catch the stars as they fall from the sky,
Each of them is a sparkle of 'why?'

I brush the space dust with a broom,
To tidy the hair of the man on the moon.

I catch satellites as they whirl,
As the lack of communication makes me hurl.

I swipe the light into the black hole,
To show the deep deep cold.

My hand waves the gravity away,
As all weight fades fade fades.

your body is uncontainable,
each dream you have,
attainable.

your eyes are encapsulating,
don't worry,
there's no harm in waiting.

nothing is ever too difficult,
don't let anyone put
your heart on halt.

you're stronger than a flame,
more relentless than one too,
I promise sister,
you can be anything,
have whatever,
become what you do.

cover yourself up,
or just let go,
steady, steady,
your life is in perfect flow.

self acceptance, that's the key,
the only thing to set you free.
once you look in the mirror and notice you're alright,
all your insecurities will take flight.
when you realise your heart continues to beat,
all problems will begin to fleet.
when you look in the mirror that hovers above the floor
one day you will realise you're lost,
confused and sad no more.

My emotions roll with the tide,
Toe tip dip,
Into the blue,
The cold dark liquid,
Seeps inside.

My hair turns to the creatures,
Of the big deep,
All of their poison
Rapidly seeps.

Sea salt water enters my lungs,
Gently squeezing,
And halting
My slow breathing,

Years from here,
I'll reach the troughs,
But what if this ending
Isn't enough?

My skin a crustation,
Water baby
Can't swim,
Let the ocean compress me,
****** me from within.

You are a limpet to your bed
I kiss your precious head.

The bright purple sky is warning,
cold outside is calling.

The rays creep through,
And under sheets caress you.

I watch dazed by sleep,
in slumber, your eyes weep.

Your hair is out of place,
Pillow case creases on your face.

The covers entwined, fighting.
As you find the perfect lighting.

My honey I adore you,
I whisper on deaf ears,

As you toss and turn,
I implore you,
And I will for many more years.

someday you will find the person to call you princess
see it radiate through the blush of your cheeks
your hushed laughter muffled by your hand
the way your hair disobeys your constant tucks and twists
behind your delicate ears
the gravel in your voice that never shifts
the way clothes drape on your curves; never cling.

Princess will be your name,
the way your match describes your smirks
and the way you twirl the jewelry around your joints
how you write your names together
and the doodles you do in the margin
the way you play with broken nails
and stroke your forehead when you're going to weep,
your lover will look longingly at you
and your perfect regal ways
will leave him thinking
my,
oh my,
oh my.

I'm tired of missed calls
Undelivered texts,
Removing digital evidence
Of an ex.

Typing '****' when
longing to howl
Pressing like, acting,
you're on the prowl.

Weary of condensing my
message
To just on small
passage.

Tap it all out,
Just to backspace,
like what you need to express,
Is a plain old waste.

Look up from your paper thin,
Retina display,
Don't let technology
Get in the way.

Take chances, soar
ignore the device
that makes your life
so impure.

Throw away the shackles,
Reconcile,
Cry on shoulders,
Whisper, wander for hours,
Whatever you do,
Ignore the iPhone's powers.

Love love love,
And don't feel bad,
For not getting a text back,
Is not the worst pain you've had.

Be truly elated, this time
don't pretend
put down your mobile,
As for now, in this moment.
Technology needs to end.

"When I die I'll go to heaven because I've spent my time in hell"
But shush, perse your lips,
Don't you ever tell.

This life has been a wicked spell,
A curse in the mirror,
A twist in my head,

Miss fortune in my luck,
Bad luck in my heart,
For when my time comes
It is in fact hell
that I shall depart.

Snags in her tights,
Chipped black on her claws,
She stands against walls,
Vulnerable to the brawls.

A skirt grazing her thighs,
Too small for her liking,
She pulls at the seems,
And feeds the old men lies.

Lips that bleed,
Mascara stained cheek,
Frame too slim,
She's in the gutter, sensual and meek.

Lady of the night,
Rolls to your car,
beckons you with her finger,
hopes you won't linger.

A ten note slips,
Into her grip.
She squeezes.
It will feed her addiction.

She has money to pay,
Children to feed,
She digs her knuckles so much they bleed.

Life carries by,
As she tries to get high,
On the fumes of other men.

But the red light comes on,
Her skirt hitches up,
She cries as he whispers
good girl.

As he kisses her neck,
She thinks what the heck
Am I doing with my **** awful life,
Selling cheap love,
To father above,
In hope she gets a better price
than the tiny sum
From every business bloke that comes, beckons her into his arms.

She pulls at her pleather,
At her last tether,
Why am I in this life?

Soho's her home,
But it leaves her numb to the bone.

She has more than budget passion,
She craves style,
She fashion.

But instead the needle pierces,
And she sinks down,
Hating the body she's in,
Women walk and they frown,
But they don't understand how the girl feels deep down,
She just wants true love.

Oh heaven above?
If there is a Holy Spirit,
Let me be it,
For this withered young *******,
Belongs in your constitute,
Please, she begs, save me from the charity brutes.

To all feminists I solemnly swear,
I will do what I want
With my own hair.

To all women and all men,
I won't abide by
Each of them.

To everyone of the human race,
Pinky promise I will not stand
A blow to the face.

I swear to all
I will not find any flaws
At all.

I promise suffragettes,
I will not have a life
Of nervous sweats.

I won't let a member of opposite ***,
Take my body,
And move onto the next.

I promise myself, I'll take what I give,
Surviving on extravagant or
Desperate ways to live.

I'll be strong, like the woman
I am meant to be,
I won't let words of others
define what is me.

Books are reliable folk,
They'll remain in your hand as you have a ****.

The pages don't mind markings,
The bindings are okay with carvings,

The letters will always remain,
Even if, your holy grail is left out in the rain.

Their secret meaning can be read
in the solitary of your head.

Or your favourite piece, shout aloud!
Yell it to a crowd.

Weep as your character's love departs,
Flick through it with a careless heart.

Keep it in your back pack,
Or glare at it on your iPad.

Your trusty friend 'book'
Is always willing for you to prise it open,
and take a long, hard look.

balanced, unequal, all the same to me,
Each of them forms
Of reciprocity.

I give, you take,
I deal, you shake.

Stolen my heart,
Taken my brain,
I believe I've gone completely insane.

Kiss me on the cheek,
When I go for the lips.
The both of us,
Aren't invested in this.

I don't want to go to bed,
because bed leads to helpless thoughts,
and thoughts lead to panic,
and this encourages hate,
and with the hate takes my personality,
and happy I no longer am,
because all of my flaws are more visible,
appearance leads to self hate,
self hate links up to you,
and if you saw me how I am truly,
this world and mask I have built,
will slowly,
tumble,
d
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        n

I shall never be the best in anything I do,
because for every poem I write there's always Duffy,
every equation I complete, Einstein always knew.
Every maths question successful had Pythag around before,
for my paintings there was always Monet,
or Da Vinci perhaps.
for every ball I sway against, Murray has already touched.
You see for me,
I will never exceed,
I will just be a possibly,
a hope,
a could have been.

whether you're listening to music,
or watching TV,
being somewhere else
is the best place to be.

have your head in a book,
or closing your eyes,
being somewhere else,
will always be wise.

What about myself do I hate?
Way too much to abbreviate.

Why am I all ears,
When you hardly spend a second
discovering my fears.

Why was I made to be reserved,
As all it does
is keep you deterred.

You're my lucky charm,
Silver locket,
Heather in my pocket.

The twist of fingers,
For a promise,
A love so pure, forever honest.

you're a mooner,
a spooner,
a star in the sky,
my twilight,
delight,
the comfort in the dark,
a spark,
when we lay stark,
flesh and skin,
my darling your beauty,
radiates from within.

you are golden,
like the sun on the sea,
you ride through me.

as the rays on a dusty window,
you shine, you shine,
reaching, making yours mine.

orange and dewy,
shine through canopies,
the warmth, your warmth,
it's growing inside me.

I crave you more,
than the sunshine marmalade,
want you more than,
the childhood games,
of which I've played,
lust for you more,
than tide between toes,
need you more,
than the maple tree can grow,
wishing for you,
with no end,
every lucky penny,
I will spend,
watch from my window,
the clouds float along,
I want, lust need you,
for both of us, we belong.

The rain beating down,
as puddles are skipped through.

no longer will there be frown,
but smile lifting each cheek.

as the rain bounces,
making damp feet.

the beads it creates on soft skin,
dampening it's touch.

shivering through your spine,
as you run.

spinning under storm clouds,
no shelter from nature's outburst.

it showers you so delicately,
each splash a relief.

I reached for you in the night,
but you weren't there,
just the memory of the shape of you,
and the imaginary tickle of your hair.

Your touch imprinted on me,
the warmth of your hands
a comfort to my aching skin,
I wanted you there to touch me from within.

I stretched for you to hold me,
and pull, pull in tight,
but instead I grabbed my pillow,
but the feel, it's not right.

I smelt you,
it drifted over my dreams,
I felt your hands,
slipping off my seams.

I thought you were near,
here in my bed,
but when I woke you weren't there,
and darling, the tears, how they shed.

Your slurred thoughts,
Compatible with mine,
Sober and cold,
Like the dry wine.

Jumbled letters schpeel
Out your mouth,
The cider sinks down,
Eyes climbing south.

Hot sweaty palms,
Pull on my skin,
Taking all my naïvety
From deep within.

Inebriated breath,
"Smile through the pain"
Talons piercing,
As I try to abstain

what makes me so unappealing?
is it the way my thighs briefly touch then curve
only to meet again?
my crooked smile?
tired eyes?
the way my hair curls and winds?
my attaching heart?
my small, needy hands?
my glistening blue eyes?
the wishes in the fallen eyelashes that I neglect
to brush from my cheeks?
my age that doesn't reflect my maturity?
the gaps in my brain that can never be filled?
my skeptic heart?
my pulsing wrists perhaps?
my slender neck that curves too late?
the crevices from mountains on my cheeks?
how have I become something I promised not be be?
why do I lack what other girls have?
where have I gone wrong?

I found you, I've found you,
my golden man,
you and me,
let's conquer the land.

sunshine fella,
mine forever,
you and me,
let's ride together.

guys with veiny arms and eyebrow scars
are more perfect than the stars

weak at the knees, blood pumping through
is enough to make me fall for you

nike janoskis and a quirky wave
makes me long for you to stay

your accent and loose walk
the way you use your right hand for your fork

the little things you say and do
all the stuff that makes up you

is simply enough for me to fall
and I can't see no way out, no, not at all.

I miss you like the deserts and the long gone rain,
As the womb misses it's babe,
Finger and the ring.

I long for you with no end,
The same way a candle needs the flame,
And a book that must be read.

I need you as a child needs snow,
As an adolescent wants life,
A pet longing for loving touch.

the rain is controlled,
with a whip,
it's being cast up,
spun,
twirled then hit.

it's thrown against glass,
dew drops in my hair,
the soft touch on my skin,
I stroke them off, upmost care.

joins with the sea,
a seamless stream,
silver and frothing,
home to the bream.

plenty of fish,
and I've got my catch,
needed no bate,
my heart on a latch.

I'll love you forever,
in this whirl,
we're the drops that chase,
on car windows we swirl.

you're keeping warm,
passed this hurricane,
August, October, September, November,
catching my rain.

A shard in the eye,
Dagger in my palm,
Looking away from you is like losing an arm,

Knife through the skull,
Bullet in the brain,
A lifetime without you would drive me insane.

***** in the temple,
Pin in my toe,
To survive without you, I just don't know.

You've scooped me up,
in your caring hands,
touched me with a love,
no fool could withstand.

Held me close,
and held me tight,
you sweetheart,
are my love at first sight.

Share this longing,
in our bones,
in you my love,
I have found a home.

not just ink and needle,
it's memories and pain,
hopes and dreams,
names and beauty.

art across a body,
canvas showing your story,
messages in korean,
no one has to know.

delicate birdcage on one thigh,
or a anchor next to an eye,
they can have meaning,
or none at all.

impulse descisions,
or contemplations,
all of them perfectly fine.

lets share the Moon,
Time it just right,
Both look up in unison,
To bask in his light,

Oh man up there,
Tell mine I love him,
And tell him to say it back,

For Moon you connect us,
And tie our days
In a knot.

oh Moon, I'm jealous.
You get to look upon him each day,
Please send a message,

Write it in your dust,
Where I know he'll read,
Moon, moon please may you say,

"She loves you she loves you,
More than I glow,
Like I and the stars, she will never go,
Always there, up in the sky,
She's here,
For every second that passes by"

And each night,
We will both look up in the night,
And the comfort of him knowing,
Will cradle me tight.

I would breathe water
To be with you once again,
collect your fibres of being,
That were scattered like rain.

I would swim the Atlantic,
Touching each port,
To let you know,
You're in my every thought.

Carry your cinders,
That are now entwined with sand,
Stick you back together,
In the palm of my hand.

You control the seas with your trident,
That was dissolved as well,
I miss you more,
Than the ocean can tell.

the words I have,
express more than a thousand poems could,
but I can't string them together,
and you know I would.

the love I have,
is seldom felt,
but I'm so careful with yours,
clutching each passion,
you've adoringly dealt.

the peace I have,
I want to spread,
and you're the start,
my world is a patch work,
and you're every thread.

the freedom I have,
as I drift and I find,
but to you, from now until forever.
I will always bind.

Tangle our legs,
Like my woven hair.
Entwine our bodies
Whilst we lay bare.

Look at my eyes,
And see the skies.
Grip your tender skin,
Like a hook digging in.

I'm not needy,
I'm just being smart,
to break you,
Before you do to my poor
little heart.

Look at me, I'm womanly.
My hips are the same size as my bust.
look at me, I'm womanly,
60 years ago my body is one young men would lust.
look at me I'm womanly,
I get creases around my eyes.
look at me, I'm womanly,
my thighs aren't the desired size.
look at me, I'm womanly,
and I shall never be stick thin.
but to me that doesn't matter,
because the most beautiful things come from within.

I'm using this experience,
to become someone better,
a person who devotes more time to themselves,
and their own self pleasure,
I'm going to stop being 'me'
and start as someone else,
I'm going to tackle all my problems
and not leave them to cascade.

I will be the stronger person,
confidence will envelope me,
and I will rid self hate,
I will wear kaleidoscope colours,
and plait my wild hair,
I will light incense and candles,
and not give a ****,
I will get good grades,
and work as hard as I can,

I am over all of this,
although tears have been shed,
I am good enough,
and I won't just hide away in bed.

you've left these marks all over my skin,
I hope one day you're my next of kin.

you leave these purple marks,
here and there.

a pinch between teeth,
a love so bare.

I often think about you,
it's always in my dreams,
where I picture you ******* me
and pulling at my seems.

and I gaze at your mouth,
and pull my fingers through your short hair,
and tickle below your chin,
all the while dreaming about one day being your spouse.

we could fit together perfectly,
just as if two puzzle pieces,
or perhaps like Cinderella in her shoe,
or a bunch of closely packed cutlery.

you can be my husband,
an eternal commitment we should have,
the dying stars can witness our every move,
and we can share otherwise single baths.

a pair we shall be,
no need for complication,
together's all we need,
a love story too perfect to just imagine,
if only you were with me now.

My heart is the cradle,
for all you give,
oh the love you have,
it makes me live!

My heart is the cradle,
rocking back and forth,
as you pour more
of your passion in.

My heart is your heart,
and doesn't it trip,
the cradle tips,
and your love seeps in.

a fizzle which fades,
submerged in rainbow colours,
that continue to froth and spread,
bubble and pop,
filling the tub,
a burst of elation,
a rainbow with it's *** of gold,
just you and I,
in this luke-warm water,
the heat turning me the colour of ruby,
my eyes turquoise with the surprise,
so divine,
a tranquil after math,
this bomb has now exploded,
the ****** has been reached,
and the come down has begun,
each colour slowly fades,
as my feet return to the bathmat ground.

it's as if a ghost,
wondering, no way to go.

hovering the same as incense,
it's own luminous light as a guide.

no eyes to see,
just trust and hope.

you can look right through,
not even slightly opaque.

This freedom it has,
drifting through large expanse.

at last!
I know who I am,
I'm honest, I'm loyal.
old music is my preference,
I'm a romantic and can't hold in my admiration
for what I believe to be good,
I read a lot,
I like action and horror,
silver jewelry only,
I love your naked body as much as your naked soul,
for you can have me now,
because I am now complete,
I've found the love for me
that has always been within.

I would say
I love you to the moon and back,
But truth is I love you more,
With every fiber of your being,
Each and every pore.

I would say
I'll travel the seven seas for you,
But I'd do it twice as much,
There and back again twelve times,
Doesn't even convey the amount of my heart you touch.

I would say
I'll take a shoot for you,
A dagger in the heart,
I'd be your barricade,
Only if you'll play this part.

There and back and round again,
In envoloping  love spiral,
I don't even care,
If this confession goes viral.

It must feel so wonderful for your lover to forever dedicate their life to you,
for their hands you've known for so long to wear a ring that binds you both,
the happiness that exudes from their smile when they make you theirs for eternity,
to belong to the person who makes you swoon at the very sight,
the person who's voice you can distinguish in the largest of crowds,
the body that fits so rightfully with yours,
for you lover to own your heart and want to keep you
as long as you both live in harmony must be the most valuable, sensual feeling to ever engulf one's body.

my hair a halo,
veins rivers wielding through,
my face a solar system,
skin like milk,
knees are the dunes,
eyes hold the ocean,
mouth contains the storm,
tongue hailing down,
purple under eye bags, same as winter clouds,
this is my body,
sometimes I wonder how

The hinges of my arms
Will open like doors for you,

My mouth
Your welcome mat,

Hang your troubles on your back
Upon my shoulders,
Let me bear the weight.

Light the fire in
My tummy, hug me
And we will both be warmed,

Open up my windows
And I will air our thoughts,

My chest is a perfect cushion,
Where your head gently moulds,
Just stop and rest upon me
And let yourself unfold,

           . . .

So why don’t you slip your key in again,
The spare one, that matches mine.
See what you may unlock,

For I am what will house you,
When the world spits you out,
I will always be your shelter,

The place you can
Kick your shoes off and stretch your feet
For I am always here,
Saving you a seat.

In this home,
There will forever be,
A fire burning,
Windows open,
Doors ajar,

No matter how long you’ve travelled,
Or however near
Or far.

This home will always be here,
Eyes glowing,
Waiting for that key twist
In her door.

3,400 miles away,
in my heart you will forever stay.
the distance between us doesn't mean a thing,
because I love you right now even more than last spring.
you are my darling, my sweet heart to be,
my ideal, my perfect, the boy from my dream.
I may be young and naive still,
but I adore you with my whole heart and always will.
peoples opinions don't matter to me,
because for you'd I'd do everything my perfect baby.
I never even realised someone like you could exist,
you have everything on my mental checklist.
so one day my angel,
together we shall be,
locked in embrace,
forever and a day.