you can’t save me, i can’t save you, you are ready to give up and i already gave you the permission to leave. i gave you the keys, you jumped in the car, and left with such breakneck speed.
take a moment to look up and fall back in love with earth’s splendors✨
you split the earth apart, just to capture my heart. persephone, maiden of flowers, maiden of dewy thighs, and rounded breasts, you were rich of land but poor of company, duty-bound but smitten. sprouting from the earth, they call me damsel instead of bringer of life, harbinger of men. reluctant instead of queen, but i… Continue reading maiden of flowers
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… Continue reading i’m ready for spring
heavy with words, but light from plight, dash away the tears because everything will eventually be set right. a rib cage cracked open, woven fingers and slices that taste like dizzy wine, bite down and scream. eternity bleeds from your eyes, immortal, the earth is your kingdom. command the clouds to weep. the earth to… Continue reading plight
winter’s grip is reluctant to let go; a middle child abandoned by spring and fall, winter tears melt on the cheek of summer children and splatter their icy kisses on a bank of fresh snow❄️
dragon-lime and dazed galaxies, i was host to a billion stars; i only needed to reach up to wipe the stardust from your eyes. scales as lovely as a fresh fountain of grotesque dreams, i only need to lean over and be reminded that my favorite color is dragon-lime green.
green memories disappear underneath the leaves of time. pale-limbs and pretty boys who whistle in rhyme, i found peace, eventually. i found clarity while unearthing secrets bound in twine.✨
i wish you could see that i understand that there is more to life than pleasantries. you shy from me; i am a crackling fire, if you were to lean over, would you welcome my flames? im falling for you, but will you flee and leave?🌲
the silence of the trees, wise and foreign to a flower like me. i use to trace my fingers across the bark, witchy stories and hard truths rough against my skin, i allowed the language of the trees to overwhelm me🌲 @amateur__poet