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Dec 2014
boys were fun
for a while

with their tousled hair
flopping freely
like wilted flowers
over eyes
that peered
just enough
through the cracks
at me
like a scared child
to make you want to go
and pull them through

boys were fun
for a while

kissing different ones
has been like eating
an assortment
of creme filled chocolates
never knowing
what i was going to get
till the end

like an italian gelato
on a hot day
some have been
sweet & refreshing
while others
burned me
like bitter herbs
which left a bad taste
in my mouth

& i
like a plant in the desert
freshly rained on
didn't realize
how dry
my needs were
until i met you

now
i no longer
go out to play
with them
cause
you've placed
my expectations
so high
that
like a cat stuck in
the tallest tree
i’ve been unable to bring them
down since
Dara Brown
Written by
Dara Brown  Houston, TX
(Houston, TX)   
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   Crushing Love
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