Sweet disposition
Clean shaved, in just a t-shirt
He stands before me
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A stranger until
This moment when we met eyes
In a private place
Poetry
Fireflies
Show me what it means
To be loved over the moon
Kissing among stars
~
Show me what it means
To burn in love through the night
Catching fireflies
Beautiful People
Too many fancy people
In this disco traffic shtick
Mimicking supermodels
Chiseled faces and perky tits
Perfect bodies swapping lovers spit
Styled in glitter and millions of dollars
But, I don’t like crowds
Or standing for hours
I prefer wall flowers
And jalapeño margaritas
Sipping out a pink twirly straw
Behind dark sunglasses
Pretending I am one of those…
Beautiful people
Purple
A flash of purple
Strobe lights dancing above us
Swaying side to side
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A taste of cherry
Lips and firm hands down your back
Just breath and relax
Secrets
We are running far
From distant buried secrets
We won’t dare repeat
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With a light ahead
The tunnel no longer feels
Dark and turbulent
Butterflies
We’re still playing here
Running along with the wind
Catching butterflies
Roots
There are no deep roots
In this place we once called home
The roses have dried
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The buds have wilted
In the bed where we made love
No sunshine nor rain
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We are all searching
For something more than a look
But, a connection
Sunken Ship
Why do I still care?
When he will never love you
The ways I could have
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Why are you still there?
I’ve prayed all the love away
It’s a sunken ship
Blue
Rainbows and sunshine
Kissy sounds and lullabies
Just for me and you
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A spark of lightning
Blue in your seductive stare
Leaves me stark naked
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