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People don't realize the damage they've caused until they open their eyes and see the ashes of what once was and the fires burning what will never be again
I fear the death
Of my emotions
They wax and wane
Ebb and flow
Eventually the tide, my tide,
Will draw so far out
It will receed back in on itself
And collapse
 Feb 2015 Riley Lavender
hkr
stiff from lack of sleep
i dream of monogamy
and all the pretty little things
i'm meant to dream of
(but never do)

massage my shoulder blades
and i'll take flight
is it possible to run on negative hours of sleep
 Feb 2015 Riley Lavender
ㅡjatm
you are
my first and last,
the moment
that i open
my eyes
in the morning
you will be
the first thing
that im going
to think of,
and late at night
when i fall asleep,
you will be
the last thing
that im going
to dream of.
(j.a.t.m)
this is my most favorite poetry that i have ever written, hope you guys are gonna appreciate it! :)
I've got countless thoughts.
I want so badly to express them.
But I can't.
Because I don't know how.
When man,
enters woman,
like the surf biting the shore,
again and again,
and the woman opens her mouth with pleasure
and her teeth gleam
like the alphabet,
Logos appears milking a star,
and the man
inside of woman
ties a knot
so that they will
never again be separate
and the woman
climbs into a flower
and swallows its stem
and Logos appears
and unleashes their rivers.

This man,
this woman
with their double hunger,
have tried to reach through
the curtain of God
and briefly they have,
through God
in His perversity
unties the knot.
 Feb 2015 Riley Lavender
nivek
Snuggled inside a poem-
is where I love you most.

Poetess of words-
betwixt the lines of silence.
Want me.
Want me in ways that make it hard to speak
Want me in ways that prevent functional sleep.
Want in ways that make you afraid.
Want me in ways, that want me to stay.
Want me.
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