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The Girl Who Loves You
Within My Heart    Just writing what I think, what I feel and everything inbetween. As Poe said "All that we see or seem, is but a dream within ...
Acid Loves Mercury
I live when, not where    The sun rises and sets with a single woman, unconditionally, and for no other audience.
sheloveswords
it gets dark and lonely here at times.

Poems

The Good Pussy Jan 2015
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                                He loves
                           me He loves me
                        not He loves me He
                      loves me not He loves
                       me He loves  me  not
                        He loves me not He
                        loves  me  He  loves
                   ­     me not He loves me
                        He loves me not He
                        loves  me He  loves
                        me not He loves me
                       He  loves me not He
                        loves  me  He  loves
                        me not He loves me
                        He loves me not He
                        loves  me  He  loves
                        me not He loves me
                        He loves me not He
        loves me He                loves me not
    He loves me He           loves me not He
  loves me He loves     me not  He  loves me
     not He loves me      He loves me not He
         loves me                      He loves me
Celestite Apr 2019
He loves me, he loves me not
throw flower petals up in the breeze
he loves me, he loves me not
sweet honey trills off your lips with ease
He loves me, he loves me not
even though you say it's true
he loves me, he loves me not
You make it hard to believe you
He loves me, he loves me not
my bruised skin is healed in the places you kissed
He loves me, he loves me not
but you soon strike the skin your fist once missed
He loves me, he loves me not
the soft, delicate hands that used to hold mine
he loves me, he loves me not
now beat instead of intertwine
He loves me, he loves me not
wrinkled petals flutter across the sky
he loves me, he loves me not
as you’re pleading i begin to cry
He loves me, he loves me not
And i was really hoping you’d known
that no matter how much you make up for what was lost
a plucked flower will never grow
he loves me; not.