i think it’s the butterflies
the ones in springs
& the ones in my tummy
when i fall hundred feet from the sky
into your lap;
eyes rollback
when i have your body back
Tag: Writing
sleep paralysis
demons snicker in the light
& curse in the dark;
they’ve never cared
for those they share beds with
always so loud
not one to let
their partner rest
wraith
you had a chance
to portal back
be a liberator
now
you’re a vengance seeker
with a missing eye
new world
i know you are going through it
it’s okay
it’s just some waffles
lost & found
it’s been years
but it felt like yesterday
when you met my eyes
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i’ve known for awhile
that it was you;
just in denial,
not gonna waste
any more time
telling myself any different
something sweet
i want to
want;
a fantasy
with dessert
maybe a concha
i want that
floating stallion
i see you
with both eyes:
i never noticed
something never unnoticed
the wild nature
a homerun swinging cager
it was nothing major
just an all in wager
your spirit
will be with me inspirit.
i’ll never forgive this world
if they take these eyes
eyes;
that have seen an angel~
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a moment,
sweet & short
capped off with a drink~
a moment
we made love with
a moment
untouched by the outside world
that lives
like a stallion in open fields
2nd breakfast
i just ate;
fulfilled to the max
counting our stacks
war with our axes
rewriting all our exes;
i just ate,
now i’m full
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