Tuesday, October 29, 2019

Cuffing Season

It's one of those fall days
My fingers ache to be intertwined
Outside it smells like heaven
Crisp leaves and chimneys
This chilled air is perfection
I want to be wrapped up
In flannel shirts and blankets and
Comforting arms



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Parched

 My love your love Acid Rain Pouring down on me I raised my face Drink it in Burning My eyes my throat So parched Thirsty for any Drop

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     I loved you  More Than I loved myself You needed it  But I did too
  • Unraveling
    wound up I try to gather   my loose strings frayed messy ends but you find a thread pull me  and here I am  unraveling in front of you  
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    I fear that I’m a flower Who can only bloom In solitary darkness