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some tough, deep in my soul poems that may seem repetitive but are not. about loss, love, depth, sadness, joy...not necessarily in that order.

not going to close off anymore. i'm done with that. i am wide open.

"your bare skin" is the poem that i mean more than any right now.

so then there's THAT

your voice drips silken down my back
your tongue wraps words like leaves
around me
autumn season gone
but still lingers
your beautiful dance
captivates my soul
burns my eyes
brings me close

and yet
you cannot love

black ears

drawn under covers
let's stop FUCKING AROUND
i'll stop talking
if you start smiling
if you stop wasting our time
if you stop talking
i'll start listening
and we'll go in circles

i want this to work
I WANT THIS TO WORK
let's stop fucking around
we are good together
we are beautiful
in form, in function, in phase
spring forms in your eyes
as i eye the beach
as i eye the wind
i wish for your peace
i wish for more
than you'll ever give me
and yet i stay
because you are beautiful
and i want you

exactly

what you're going to be
when you draw your face
in this sand
here

this sand...here...

you're going to wish you'd waited
you're going to make things difficult
by rushing through
by not giving this a chance
but it's what you want
so i won't stop you
i know exactly who you are
but you won't know me
you won't let yourself know me.
you won't know.

us again

i'm sitting in my garden watching
other lives go by
wishing you were here to hear
the plants and insects sigh
knowing you can always go outside
and do the same
i'll miss the soft silk of your mouth
when nights begin again.

us

leaving this up til i'm asked otherwise. this, really, is the most beautiful woman the world offers. and i'm pretty attractive too...

only so many times you can be told you're an amazing couple until you start believing it.

xoxo.

funny

how many times can you say
the same thing
how many ways can you miss
the same song
when you have taken
all the drugs
when you have swallowed
all their lies
when you have listened
to the lies
you cannot miss
anymore