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Pao May 2018
you are a storm in the sea around you
my words don't express much
but your eyes twinkle in the starlight
heavenly, even the gods are envious of you
your heart of gold beats louder than any lion in the wild

it's all you
it's you whom they want
it's you whom they seek
enticing, your thoughts bigger than your own words
you are celestial  

take your hand in mine
twiddle with my thumb
i'll keep your heart in my palm
i'll keep you warm
safe, even build you a home

a woman sculpted out of ocean waves  
you are celestial
I believe I wrote this in 2016 and I was working on telling a story in poetry. I write poems about my experiences but sometimes it doesn't have to be that way. I wanted to paint a picture to the readers even though what I am writing about has never happened to me. This is for the femme fatale.
Pao May 2018
lipstick stains
in the driveway is where i lay
every thought about you
everything comes flowing back
to me
your laugh of winters day
is the sound that replays
in my mind all day

the memories of you and i
sitting in the coffee shop downtown
everything comes flowing back
to me

as you left my apartment door
i stood behind you
watching you as you walked away from me
the memories of you and i
stuck on repeat
leaving scars within my heart

sitting in the coffee shop downtown
i never meant for this to happen
i never meant for you to leave me behind
i never meant to **** things up

lipstick stains is what you left
as you said goodbye
This all started on my iPhone notes where I created a story of being left like in a romantic film. I never explicitly state the location but in my mind is me being left behind in the middle of NYC by a girl that is known for wearing red lipstick. Imagine this as a song because the lines are very simple.
Pao May 2018
I’ve got a girl across the sea waiting for me
and you are reminiscing on what we used to be
I think about our history
and it doesn't mean **** to me,
anymore.

I've got a girl across the sea waiting for me
with her tight dress and her heart on her sleeve
let's see where it leads
but i keep thinking about our history
the way you used to spread your legs for someone new
just to get ******* up by what you thought would last.

I've got a girl across the sea waiting for me
and she's a beauty to see
but I don't think I can love her in the way she believes
I'm too reckless for love
but at least I got over you.

I've got a girl across the sea waiting for me
more thrilling than you.
I wrote this as more of a song. The structure of it is very simple and it happened during a time where I started to experience people crushing on me after years of trying to get over my ex and trying to get myself back in the dating game.
Pao May 2018
You always come to your defenses
Drawing your shields up
Where nobody can see the pain in your eyes
The contempt, the sorrow
You let those voices in your head seep into your bones
They whisper softly:
“Hey girl, never open your walls, it’s not time to play. They don’t want to see the ugly side of you”

You always come to your defenses
Whenever a situation
Gets too intimate
Drawing your shields up
To trick your enemies
That you got pride as bright as the sun above you
But that ain’t enough

Draw your shields down
Put away your defenses
Let people see the pain in your eyes
It’s okay to hurt
It’s okay to have feelings
It’s okay to be sensitive
this was another journal entry of mine but it never had a date or title. I tried to do a pattern of repeating several lines in each stanza.
Pao May 2018
June/21/2017

There is something inside me
It all starts with a quiver
A shake, a breath
A swarm in the mind
About the past, the future
Never the present
Never the appreciation of living
Never the appreciation of vulnerability

It rumbles down my arms, my liver
My lungs, my legs
Inwards and outwards
Taking over my body
this was one of my journal entries in June 2017. I wanted to publish it. It was never finished.
Pao May 2018
Swaying back and forth
To the beat of the drum
Pounding in my heart
In the waves of the ocean

Howls traveling at the speed of light
It’s all I can feel in front of me
The salty aroma
Bittersweet and chilling

Momentum creeps in at my bedside
Shifting from silhouette to silhouette
Finding its way to me
Extending its arms
Beckoning me into the darkness
Where I am drifting
Away from the life I used to lead.
Pao May 2018
Your words shaped as spears
Lunged towards me in overwhelming flames
Everything you could ever be
And everything you should have been
Created craters in my bones
Exposing the emptiness
And discontinuity that comes with growing up

South and northern poles
Magnetize within the fire blazing
Among the sunlight up above

Where were you
When I yearned for your wisdom
When I craved for your naive spirit

Where were you
When I need an escape
From everything that’s eating me up inside
Every single night past 12 in the morning

Discontinuity grows like the roses
In the garden of the past
Blooming in shades of washed out reds, blues and pinks
Soon they will consume my thoughts
Crawling up my throat and letting out
The spears you planted in me

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