"salata" poems
Our first date at Rise
Holding your hand at the Firehouse Theater
Eating bagels you brought back from Montreal
Having lunch at Salata
Going to the Arboretum
The way you peeked out children’s house
Cuddling on the couch
Watching Game of Thrones
When you fell asleep in my arms
Drinking Amaretto Sours
When you would be silly
The sound of your voice
The maraschino cherry stem you tied with your tongue
The Forget Me Not Flower Kit you gave me
Exchanging texts
The sound of incoming WhatsApp messages
Diner at Howard Wangs
You wearing bunny ears during Easter
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When you posed for me
Your blues eyes looking up at me
Seeing your smile
Touching your lips
The way you smell
The secrets you would tell
Showing how you care
Hugging me tight
Letting me take care of you
When you cook Arepas
The gluten free Clafouti
The time you had the flu
Wearing Calvin Klein underwater
Your dainty feet
Your goddess like figure
Your cute accent
Typing in the door bell code
Hearing you answer
The emoji of puppy heart kitten
Knowing you are my Bijou
Calling you Minou
Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 7:21 PM UTC
She is a black spot
Much like ink on a white
Sofa, a mark of insanity,
A truth that smears
More and more at every glance.
May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 2:04 PM UTC
You were
Wild
Intriguing
Unforgettable
My serious disposition
Giggled with joy at your touch
You grabbed my soul with your hand
And took me to faraway places
That haunt my memories
We ran with the stars in our hair and the water beneath our toes
You danced me around the waves like you were a hurricane
You showed me things I never knew
As I held tight to you
There were mysteries in your eyes
That I was desperate to solve
Everyday my heart craves for the adventure that you were
And there are no words that can suffice the emptiness I feel when you are not near
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 9:34 PM UTC