You fall much faster
When you run across bridges
That you set aflame
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Sunday Tea
If you were a tea
You’d be a full muscatel
Flowery and bright
Feelings
I grab another
Six pack, gin and grapefruit juice
It numbs the feelings
Mad Love
It is no surprise
When you fall madly in love
Love can turn you mad
Dumb
No amount of pills
Can make me forget how dumb
You really can be
Flame
Don’t light the fire
If you can’t handle the flame
Burning desire
Pulse
It’s been awhile since
I’ve felt an electric groove
That pulses my soul
Bang
Our love is a hit
I dance all night on tables
With you on my hip
Sorry
I’m sorry for this.
Mama never said it would be easy.
Believe me.
I wrestle with inner demons every day.
Racing to find the right words to say.
I hate myself. I despise my truth.
The worst part is losing you.
Rain
I have no issue
Making love outside is nice
When it’s raining hard
Love Notes and Dirty Dishes 