you told me not to worry
about what tomorrow would be like
how we would eat
or how we would pay our bills.
even after you passed;
i always knew
you’d still be looking
over my shoulder
telling me
it would be okay.
Tag: Literature
2nd date-
i remember
very little;
i loved the way
you carried my memories –
but after a while
i guess
you got tired.
navy blue
at our finger tips
something crystal clear
before man made smog
prospect
it was the light
from over the hills
no clouds; on the horizon
lost & found
i found comfort in the dark
yet it’s your heart that scares me
i lost warmth in the light
but it’s your words that terrify me
our memory; is tainted
by beating lies
founding inessentials
i remember
when everything was put together,
like the lego x-wing
before it crashed;
& fell to pieces.
Any Shape You Take
now that the baby is gone;
i saw your true colors,
& it’s not what i wanted
Promises
your hand reached for mine;
fingers danced like petals on a breezy day
up my arm down my forearm it’s all part of your charm.
strawberries
it’s the sour first bite
that leaves your bottom lip split
between another
or something new-
to tiffany blue’s
sweet red wine’s hands
deep sinking beneath
another;
red plastic cups
you lead me on
like a laser to a cat
i follow
into light screaming choir
or a darkened pit of nothing;
i’ll be you’re play thing
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