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Nov 2013 · 606
sweat
make my chest feel
tight,
my legs feel
loose,
make my mind wander
as much as I'd
like your hands to.
Nov 2013 · 256
once thoughts
maybe we aren't meant to be,
but in my mind
there will always be
a false memory,
of us in love,
kissing our pain
away.
Nov 2013 · 398
yearning for heat
I pry for your love,
cry in desperation,
sanctuary of your arms
life in your breath,
the thought of your
kiss
pains my chest,
yet warms
my
cheeks.
Nov 2013 · 568
bedtime manner
no matter how much
coffee I make,
swallow
I can't gulp down
the image of you
tangled in her sheets,
screaming her name,
thinking mine.
Nov 2013 · 460
not art
I'm drowning in lead,
my nostrils nothing
more than abstract
art,
on a flimsy canvas
done by someone
trying,
to be unique.
Nov 2013 · 467
hauntingly average
apart from being mildly coy
there was nothing special
about you,
yet all my drawings
scream your name
with fluid scribbles
and yearn for you
with mediocre shading.

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