12. Guns
Lover boy on the battleground, lift your fleshy gun, and cross your hairs with lover girl. laying down on the stadium, Out behind the school. I hope the night gives them some rest. Is it stranger to...
View Article11. Love
Everyone has the right, To love another person and be loved! Everyone has the task, To love another person and be loved!
View Article10. Loss
The love that you invested, Your lover can't return it. They seem to have absorbed it. They've left you empty handed. Well what was this thing that you gave them? Does it smell, does it burn, was it a...
View Article9. Full
Lovers carry their bloody cargo within them, And never set their packs on the ground. It's so full, it pulls at their shoulders, Yet this cargo, they happily hold. Pain is a blissful melody falling, A...
View Article8. Ride
I sat with you under the stars at night That shy away from the jealous breeze. I watched you with the little stars at night That sink below the anxious hairs along the ridge.. Almost. Almost. Almost....
View Article7. Pull
It happened in the seat that I accidently had taken from a friend, The lovers ' wanted seat. it carries with it the smell of tender moments. I breathe in this basket of desirous moments. Wandering, my...
View Article6. Lost
Have you taken to the wheel? Rubber mat fused to your heel? Looking for a home to feel? How wanderlust must you be, must you act, To keep a pace that can distract? Keep your head from turning back? Are...
View Article5. When
Little eyebrow message, flirting. I study every word! Today, I choose to infer That what I call 'your heart' is thinking of me... Love! Let me kiss you! When? Not soon enough... Not close enough... Not...
View Article4. Home
On the street on which my home crouches, perched, happily gesturing to traffic Oh, my breathing slows there. Right... Right away, at the end of the road, When I round the bend, leaving that friend, The...
View Article3. Past
Have I grown cold from the labors of the past that could bear no fruit? Or am I burning? Do I have fire inside? Is this the fuel that brings me to do All the careless destructive things that I have...
View Article2. Gaze
All pitter patter heart, and pitter patter fingertips, fingertips, fingertips, fingertips again. I stumble to explain the reason for the pattering, Caught between your subtle lip and the shadow of your...
View Article1. Gods
Oh, the trees, a web, the patterns on a rock could be explored for a lifetime. Oh the tree, and its branches. Branches! Oh, the wonder I felt as a child looking on, I will carry that wonder here in my...
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