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  Feb 2015 Tara
yasmine
you are
the words
that flow from my mind

you are
the shine
that fills in my eyes

you are
the inspiration of all i do
and i really think
i love you
A bit sappy.
Tara Jan 2015
You've got me
Dreaming, craving, seeing - you
Every second
Of every minute
Of every hour
Of every day and so it goes

You've got me
Remembering, imagining, living - you and
Carefully going over
Every single last detail
Of every moment we've ever spent together and
Of every moment we've spent apart and so it goes

You've got me
Missing, needing, wanting - you
And your every look
Every touch
Every heart beat and so it goes

You've got me thinking
About our warm bodies tangled into each other
About our lips
The first and the last time they met
And when they will meet again
About me consuming your arm in the cold, cold air
With numb faces but sunshine and chicken-soup-warmth
In our hearts

You've got me
Wondering what this is and if it is,
Does it feel only right, or wrong only
If this is only
That four letter word
Tara Sep 2014
“Hey, let's look this in the eye
Cease this mind-wrapping of why .
Don't feel guilt for troubled skies,
I know it seems for miles the world's at end.
But even in all this are naked trees, greening again”
Me Like Bees
  Sep 2014 Tara
myr
just for a moment
darling, I beg you
don't move
don't speak
don't laugh
don't feel
don't ****

just for a moment
darling, look at me
stare at me a lil longer
wouldn't it be good this way
with less people to impress

just for a moment
darling, you and me
  Sep 2014 Tara
bukowski
stumbling home
in the evening
with my breath
smelling of cheap beer
and cigarettes;
people worry,
I tell them not to;
I do this for me,
not for attention
or sympathy,
I do this to feel
more alive,
because I feel so
dead inside
and my thoughts
are racing;
drinking shuts them up
for a couple of hours
and I feel better;
I feel sick,
but I also feel
great,
like I can do anything;
like nothing can hurt me;
is this what death
tastes like?
god,
I hope so
  Aug 2014 Tara
r
She sews..her needle hot
Stitching her words
Into my thoughts

Repairing a tear
Here and there

A knot drawn tight
Nimble and quick
Thimble silver
Her verse sharp

A rip in the heart
Stitched in time
To stop the flow

My lips sealed
with silken gold
Threading gently
Into the night.

r ~ 8/21/14
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