I don’t know how I’ll sleep in a bedWith a man who tangles up with meWhen I stretch and I kick and I wiggleLike I’m three to find the best spot And satisfy me But I guess I will learnQuickly and howBecause to tangle with youIs great my dream
The alpha and the omega Of all my love and truthI trust you as I shouldn’t If should were a thingWhich it isn’t Because if it were I shouldn’t give you all of my heartPeeled, naked and unprotected Waiting for you to squeeze and judge whether I am ripeFor your love.
When you need a friend to hear you, I’m here with an open heart. Ready to know and share your sadness, pride, anger and joy, your fears and hopes alike. When you need your missing piece, I’m here with an open heart. Ready to be full and complete, with my broken parts revealed by your…
December 3 The alpha and the omegaOf all my love and truthI trust you as I shouldn’tIf should were a thingWhich it isn’tBecause if it wereI shouldn’t give you all of my heartPeeled, naked and unprotectedWaiting for you to squeeze and judge whether I am ripeFor your live.
December 3 I don’t know how I’ll sleep in a bedWith a man who tangles up with meWhen I stretch and I kick and I wiggleLike I’m three to find the best spotAnd satisfy meBut I guess I will learnQuickly and howBecause to tangle with youIs great my dream
It’s hard to be three.When everyone thinks they should do it for me.But I can do it for myself.Choose a book off my shelfFind Santa Claus’ elfAnd when it comes to my clothesI’ll pick something else.Because I’m three nowAnd when it comes to the worldI know just howEverything worksAnd I’ve figured it out, so pleaseLet…
December 1 Tragedy, romancePoetry, absurdityEarly, lateSilly, important.Unimaginative peopleDefine the markers of a spectrumFrom this to thatOpposites barricading time and spaceSeparating one existence from another.But they’re just the same.Can’t you see?Each one defines a truthThat you can only seeThe duality of eachIf you pay attentionEspecially when it’s too lateTo think clearly.And your poetry seems absurd. The…
December 1 "Magic lives in the moments between choice and consideration where we simply want what we want. Time becomes measured in moments of desire and fulfillment. Presence of mind & body align to a single purpose and we are blessed with something created anew, together in yearning and yet peaceful. Joy begets joy while…
December 1 When you need a friend to hear you, I’m here with an open heart. Ready to know and share your sadness, pride, anger and joy, your fears and hopes alike. When you need your missing piece, I’m here with an open heart. Ready to be full and complete, with my broken parts revealed…
November 30 If I could crawl into your bed,And listen to you sleepLike an old lady listens for the labored breathOf her husband of 68 years.As she waits to be sureHe’s got another second of lifeAnd dread the momentWhere he holds his breathFor two seconds longerAnd she fears he is gone.If I could crawl into…