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Sierra Carleton Apr 2014
It feels like
A rippling tide,
Crashing down
Above your head.
A pulling sensation
Over your heart
A little to strong
To be gentle.
A screaming wind
Piercing through your body
Stabbing at your ears.
A horrendous lunge
From a hungry lion
After failing to catch prey.
At the same time
It’s like…
A lullaby
Gracefully pulling you
Into a deep slumber.
An energizing drink
From a cup of gold
After a year without rain.
The feel of sultry lips
Pressed on your skin
Urgent, but slow
Creating a rush from within.
The cookies your mom made
When you were a kid
A delicacy you’re hoping
You would receive again.
Sierra Carleton Apr 2014
Hell, I loved the sly smile
That emerged from his eyes
Then slowly spread across his face
Til it was perfectly wide.
I loved how it showed in his grin
When he would laugh at my awkwardness
Like we were both children again.
I admired the seriousness
That would spawn from within him
When I begged him to stay with me.
I cherished the moments
When he would accept my heartfelt invitation
And just hold me quietly to his firm chest.

Thoughts like that
Are the kind that will remain
Encapsulated in my mind forever.
Sierra Carleton Apr 2014
The thing about us, babe,
Is that I didn't love you from the first word
In fact, I despised you then.

But suddenly there you were.
And you hit me like a freight train.
And after that I turned into a little mess.

Every moment after
I thought about you,
Not me,
Not him,
Not society,
You.

Even though I cannot always say it's been you
I can tell you that you're the one who actually mattered.
Sierra Carleton Apr 2014
I think it'd be kinda neat
To watch your heart
Fizzle and spark
And ignite as bright as can be.

Because maybe
Just maybe
It'd be interesting to watch you suffer
The same way you used to watch that happen to me.
Sierra Carleton Apr 2014
Isn't it funny
How when someone leaves you
That they're the only person
you'd want to talk to about it?
Sierra Carleton Apr 2014
Once the cheap liquor
Creeps into my veins
I'll pick up the phone,
Dial you number,
And scream out your name.
I know nothing has changed,
But I'll try anyways
In hopes that you'll realize
You won't find someone who loves you more
For the rest of your days.
Sierra Carleton Apr 2014
I wish
I could hold you heart in both of my hands
And be allowed the opportunity
To toy with it all I want

And then maybe
You could feel what you are doing to me
And you could stop devastating
Every aspect of me.
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