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You are the sweetest ingredient...
Hair smells like cinnamon,
skin is as soft as butter.
arching my back, adding curves
Intoxicating mixtures.
Forest honey is on the lips,
And flour, like tenderness,
All plays in the hands,
Turns into dough.
I bake something special,
out of my love and feelings.
I sprinkle beauty...
that I kept for you.
The aroma is incomparable,
I will mix smiles in it.
This dish has a special taste,
I add soul...
All the warmth and care,
an amber ray of sunshine.
Mixing in key lime zest...
I am so tart. ...
skin is as soft as butter.
arching my back, adding curves
Intoxicating mixtures.
Forest honey is on the lips,
And flour, like tenderness,
All plays in the hands,
Turns into dough.
I bake something special,
out of my love and feelings.
I sprinkle beauty...
that I kept for you.
The aroma is incomparable,
I will mix smiles in it.
This dish has a special taste,
I add soul...
All the warmth and care,
an amber ray of sunshine.
Mixing in key lime zest...
I am so tart. ...
#food
#love
#men
#passion
#sexy
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36 Comments
secret lives of stars
take my hand
feel
three squeezes,
because
let's slip
between
unseen spaces
glow dreams
from wishes sent
wrap ourselves
sealed in perfect
warmth
safe, together
take harbor
there
become illumination
amidst all that agonizing
darkness
is how heartbeat
tender-stokes heartbeat
where our origins
share a reality
find strength,
life
and a faith
in rare magic
a warm smile,
when time
shows...
feel
three squeezes,
because
let's slip
between
unseen spaces
glow dreams
from wishes sent
wrap ourselves
sealed in perfect
warmth
safe, together
take harbor
there
become illumination
amidst all that agonizing
darkness
is how heartbeat
tender-stokes heartbeat
where our origins
share a reality
find strength,
life
and a faith
in rare magic
a warm smile,
when time
shows...
#fate
#hope
#love
#passion
#stars
140 reads
36 Comments
Not This Time
Hello darkness my old friend
I won’t submit to you again
You’re threatening to overtake me
And pull me under with misery
I know your cunning ways
You’ve been lurking around for days
Waiting for me to grow weak
It’s my desperation that you seek
I have some news for you
I’m fine with feeling blue
I’m keen to how you work
I can see your evil smirk
There was a time I let you in
You hung around until my resolve grew thin
Medication never seemed to be the way
No matter what I did you stayed
...
I won’t submit to you again
You’re threatening to overtake me
And pull me under with misery
I know your cunning ways
You’ve been lurking around for days
Waiting for me to grow weak
It’s my desperation that you seek
I have some news for you
I’m fine with feeling blue
I’m keen to how you work
I can see your evil smirk
There was a time I let you in
You hung around until my resolve grew thin
Medication never seemed to be the way
No matter what I did you stayed
...
#depression
153 reads
39 Comments
The Written Word
The page is blank to the naked eye
To mine it’s covered in scribbles
Notes and thoughts, ideas and stories
Somehow all connected to each other
Within that tangled mess of words
There’s a bridge of how we came to be
I can’t seem to link the arcs
For their movement eludes me
Maybe I’m blinded by love,
no~
I’m engulfed in rage
I need to make this plausible
Everything feels so relevant
None so meaningful as our story
To mine it’s covered in scribbles
Notes and thoughts, ideas and stories
Somehow all connected to each other
Within that tangled mess of words
There’s a bridge of how we came to be
I can’t seem to link the arcs
For their movement eludes me
Maybe I’m blinded by love,
no~
I’m engulfed in rage
I need to make this plausible
Everything feels so relevant
None so meaningful as our story
#NaPoWriMo2024
188 reads
35 Comments
Cremains
I count the tiles
on the bathroom
floor
as I try to stop
the flashbacks
14 white tiles
my ass fell
asleep an hour ago
start again
Try to stop the
flashbacks
and stay here.
In this moment.
Without you.
17 white tiles.
Start again.
Our last love letters
stay on repeat
long enough that
the ends of my
hair are soaked with
dried sentiments
and a pile of
TP-kleenex
keeps me company
on the blue toilet rug
24 white tiles. ...
on the bathroom
floor
as I try to stop
the flashbacks
14 white tiles
my ass fell
asleep an hour ago
start again
Try to stop the
flashbacks
and stay here.
In this moment.
Without you.
17 white tiles.
Start again.
Our last love letters
stay on repeat
long enough that
the ends of my
hair are soaked with
dried sentiments
and a pile of
TP-kleenex
keeps me company
on the blue toilet rug
24 white tiles. ...
#heartbroken
#love
246 reads
30 Comments
Tomorrow
If I were to
Drop dead
Tomorrow
Will anyone
Remember
In sorrow?
Would it
Even make
A difference?
Does it matter?
Or am too
insignificance?
Would anyone
Even Notice
I was gone?
Will they
Remember
The song
I lived
Or the words
I sang?
I lived
As if there
Was no tomorrow.
All the
Words I wrote
Are all so hollow.
I tried to leave
An ink of blood
In a word I said.
I tried to leave ...
Drop dead
Tomorrow
Will anyone
Remember
In sorrow?
Would it
Even make
A difference?
Does it matter?
Or am too
insignificance?
Would anyone
Even Notice
I was gone?
Will they
Remember
The song
I lived
Or the words
I sang?
I lived
As if there
Was no tomorrow.
All the
Words I wrote
Are all so hollow.
I tried to leave
An ink of blood
In a word I said.
I tried to leave ...
#death
#depression
142 reads
33 Comments
Because We Never Know
❤️
#anxiety
#depression
#kindness #support
#kindness #support
115 reads
31 Comments
Safe House
I ran away
From myself
Left all the riches
Took a one bedroom above the drug store
After they close up shop
Can blast my music all night
Maybe put a pick-up on my cello
Abstract the notion of classical
Shredding the strings beyond reason
One day I'll go back
When I've written my opus
I'll stand away from the crowd though
Never going on that fucking Today show
From myself
Left all the riches
Took a one bedroom above the drug store
After they close up shop
Can blast my music all night
Maybe put a pick-up on my cello
Abstract the notion of classical
Shredding the strings beyond reason
One day I'll go back
When I've written my opus
I'll stand away from the crowd though
Never going on that fucking Today show
#despair
#loneliness
#music
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
178 reads
35 Comments
Collage 140 - Sorry, Not a Sex Poem
On the seventh day
Poetspeak rested
From posting sex poems that is
Instead there is art
The day is still young however
Artists are known for excess
So
Stay tuned
You never know ….
Poetspeak rested
From posting sex poems that is
Instead there is art
The day is still young however
Artists are known for excess
So
Stay tuned
You never know ….
#art
#identity
#LifeCycle
#philosophical
#sex
161 reads
31 Comments
Decisions
There comes a point in life
When enough
May not be enough
More
Is what’s called for
Simply accepting fate
Is bullshit
There’s no reason
My dreams
Can’t come true
My desires
Can’t come true fruition
My fantasies
Can’t become reality
It’s up to me
To make all that happen
Happiness
Doesn’t fall in your lap
It’s a choice
And I’ll be damned
If I let anything
Stop me
From having the life I want
That’s rightfully mine...
When enough
May not be enough
More
Is what’s called for
Simply accepting fate
Is bullshit
There’s no reason
My dreams
Can’t come true
My desires
Can’t come true fruition
My fantasies
Can’t become reality
It’s up to me
To make all that happen
Happiness
Doesn’t fall in your lap
It’s a choice
And I’ll be damned
If I let anything
Stop me
From having the life I want
That’s rightfully mine...
#determination
#happiness
#LifeGoals #SelfReflection
#LifeGoals #SelfReflection
116 reads
29 Comments
Box Cutter
Before all the motions
there is the long hello
Wading through emotions
and getting to know
what's inside
before the plunge
into another life
Seems like
being resurrected virgins
When nerves scatter your senses
and experiences
So you start from scratch
As a first touch
upon the surface
How your head is tilted
subconsciously, wanting
the kiss to be
the perfect beginning
This is the movie where
the boy gets the girl
right away
and the credits will roll ...
there is the long hello
Wading through emotions
and getting to know
what's inside
before the plunge
into another life
Seems like
being resurrected virgins
When nerves scatter your senses
and experiences
So you start from scratch
As a first touch
upon the surface
How your head is tilted
subconsciously, wanting
the kiss to be
the perfect beginning
This is the movie where
the boy gets the girl
right away
and the credits will roll ...
#passion
#sex
217 reads
28 Comments
Lies
I dont think about
A soft touch
Or sweet caress
Never fantasize
Of the lines drawn
In a tight dress
A lingering gaze
Of wanting
And desire
Nights held close
By the warmth
Of a fire
Never long
For someone
To care
The smell of a lover
That fills
The air
Sensation of
A body pressed
Close to mine
Is not something
That I would
Find divine
Dont wish for
Someone to share
The days ahead
Or fill the ...
A soft touch
Or sweet caress
Never fantasize
Of the lines drawn
In a tight dress
A lingering gaze
Of wanting
And desire
Nights held close
By the warmth
Of a fire
Never long
For someone
To care
The smell of a lover
That fills
The air
Sensation of
A body pressed
Close to mine
Is not something
That I would
Find divine
Dont wish for
Someone to share
The days ahead
Or fill the ...
#confessional
#lies
#love #SelfReflection
#love #SelfReflection
143 reads
39 Comments
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