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she lies beside me

she lies beside me tangled in expired dreams and pristine bedsheets. she sleeps, stubbornly, a question puckered beside her cheek: will my good deeds be met with a cure, to this loneliness that resides inside of me like a cold, cellar door? she tosses, she turns, she kicks, she coughs, and while i sit beside ...

love is an illusion

love is an illusion and i’ve been lost in the desert for centuries. scorpions prick at my feet yet i tread on- desperate to find my oasis, my love, my one-and-only? but what if love is a lie and i have bound myself to a lonely existence? a life of waiting by the pier, waiting ...

nights were once the loneliness

nights were once the lonelinesses of times until i shut my eyes and saw that the moon is always there, present, when when the sky is bright. an omnipotent being hovering over my deeds, my pleas and the rare weakness of greed; i knew that there was time to grow, to change, to allow others ...

almost like magic

the light caresses wonder and a tender emotion in your eyes. it’s almost like magic when the sun sifts through the wavering eddies of ether and smog to shine so brilliantly, it’s blinds✨

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Can’t wait to read these💕✨ 📚🌙children of blood and bone by tony adeyemi -So far, it is AMAZING! 📚why a poem? by @criesofaith💕 📚death by poetry by @deathbypoetry   https://www.instagram.com/p/BhMo4zYgknn/?taken-by=amateur__poet

tea time

tea time 🍵 mini-poetry book splurge 2 Fish- Jhene Aiko Depression & Other Magic Tricks by Sabina Benaim    

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night-bloomer is finished! 🌙now the editing process and final arrangements begin💕 in the meantime, check out my first book inflorescence! Link in the bio 🌸

i’m ready for spring

gather me in your palms and dust pollen underneath my eyes. spring grabs you by the feet; yawning buds stretching, the sun peaking from beneath a heavy cloud, and the earth, the earth is soggy and springy and green, and laughing. i'm ready for spring, for change, for me to take flight, for me to ...

buttery spring

buttery spring has come to lick it’s cracked lips. buds are beginning to poke their heads from behind nature’s bosom. and me? me, im soaking it all in. the harmony; a concert of wide smiles and insects that shutter at night. pay the pipper to play my favorite song. lay your hair down and let ...

like paint

memories can disappear, drip off the canvas like paint. clumps of stolen kisses, a puddle of braided arms and tangled hair. i dread the memories captured with film. rolls of poised smiles and fake cheer. a garland of holding hands and exposed backs. slippery hands stained with siennna and black, push me to the edge ...

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