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Johnny walker Jan 27
A single red rose to my love I gave
A single red as I placed the engagement ring on her finger
A single red rose on our wedding day
A single red rose at the birth of our child
A single red rose I laid on her grave
A single red rose never to forget
A single red rose that told of our life
Rewrite of a poem I wrote a while ago a red rose that told of our life together
Toxic yeti Jan 25
Every so often
When I see calligraphy
I flashback to you teaching
The art
And it always end in
Us exploring each other’s
Bodys with our hands
And with our tounges
And kissing.
You may have been skin and bones
But you were a Yeti.
Thursday Jan 24
He's dressed for snow
Under his winter coat
hangs a heavy heart dangled from weighed down shoulders
upon his brow is a fist full of thoughts
Brought about by a misunderstanding of other people's lives
Or misunderstanding of his own
He couldn't be sure
All he knows is that its cold
And he has to get to work
Toxic yeti Jan 24
When I left
For town with another
You said jokingly
Be careful
Where you scatter
I didn’t
Know if it is my legs
Or my turquoise jewelry.
Silly lover.
It’s just a word, but we give it so much power. It isn’t thrown around lightly.

It is also a feeling. It can somehow tear us apart from the inside out, or it can put us back together.

We need it in our lives and in our hearts. It makes us human.

But lately, I haven’t seen much of it.

This world needs more love. Throw it around like your life depends on it.

In a way, it does.
girl gonzo Jan 23
former selves in the scribble of some crooked writing
middle of reformed books, evolved journals
i was in them and now i'm not
into the mirror
but when i point at you
its me that walks away feeling


i don't know you anymore
but maybe i never did
evolution of personalities
Toxic yeti Jan 23
During the day
I am alone
I practice my calligraphy
And start writing
Love poems
So to win you over
For the night
All though you have stolen my heart.
Toxic yeti Jan 23
As I hear the
Prayer flags outside the window
Flapping in the breeze
I feel your stubbles head
Between me
as you kiss my flesh
As you kiss my womanhood
My sweetheart.
Toxic yeti Jan 21
When it was day
Your were a wise Lama
Teaching the youngsters
The ways of Buddha.

When it was night
Your were a gentle
But still a beast.
As you made love to me.
Toxic yeti Jan 21
I had dreamt
Many times

I was a young dancing girl
Caught the eye
Of an older Lama
He caught my eye
And heart
I was dancing for him
Then our beings
And tounges danced
Eachother for the first time.
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