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 Oct 2021 misha
eileen
I missed you
I couldn't say it
and when I did
you left
what did I do?

I missed you
I didn't tell you
and I never did
so you left
what did I do wrong?

I missed you
you missed me too
and we always will
there's nothing we can do

you miss me
I miss you

when will we have our happy ending

I don't want to miss you forever
 Oct 2021 misha
ghost queen
your touch
slow gentle tender
soothes
chases away
my fears worries anxieties
i am safe
to sleep
dream
love
give myself
to you
 Oct 2021 misha
eileen
you're online

I found a paperclip in my bathroom
strange place I'll never know

it's disheartening
sadly I won't message you anymore

I won't speak to you anytime soon

if this is a mistake
then I'll regret it later
for now I will try

can't say goodbye
confrontation is my weakness

another night I wash my feet in acid
stop myself from walking back to you
 Oct 2021 misha
aye
the sleep talker
 Oct 2021 misha
aye
we are hidden in the dark of the room
we are tucked in the warmth of the bed
your lips burn kisses through the skin of my back
my fingers scratch fondly at the scalp of your head.

you are lost in the deepest sleep
i am trapped in an aching wake
in your dreams, you whisper you will always love me
in your room, i whisper: "don't make that mistake."
i am sorry

(c) ayesha. h [two thousand and twenty-one]
 Oct 2021 misha
caroline
Easy simple temporary
A use of time
Quick to leave
But now I
blush at the sound of my name in your voice, know the ridges of your hands, laugh at the stupidest things you say, write these words you never see, worry of letting you go
Love is not to be planned
Fall is the most beautiful time of the year for me, with its blushing  
Apples and fruitful trees dressed in zesty rubious healthy leaves with      
Luminous fruit hanging off its stems, like galas, granny smiths, and fuji
Leaves of multi colored sunburnt shades of yellow, gold and brown  
Inside the orchard, ladders, bushels, straw hats and farmer pant- grins  
No better place to be then underneath an Autumn tree when every    
Golden leaf shimmer-shimmies before swiveling down at  your feet    

Leaves that dance and shuffle-shake before landing in your hands    
Earthing to the ground covering you with giant leafy  dry crispy limbs  
Arrest the night, stop the moon, hold the stars, its time to listen to the      
Voices of the night, the falling leaves have their sorrowful story to tell
Ease into their season with a quiet soul.  Help them say goodbye to the  
Summer. After all it is the season of Autumn,  a time for falling leaves.

September 27, 2021
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