Sometimes
it feels like my heart
is whispering “ouch”
over and over and over
and over again.
So maybe I should hold it
a little bit tighter
and guard it
a little bit more.
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Fall
Her skin smells like summer and his hair smells like delicious everything.
And she’ll keep saying no until his eyes and his hands and his body beg hers to say yes.
A million times over and over and over again.
Yes.
Because you make me want to fall and whisper everything I’m too afraid to think or feel.
And it’s all like a dream.
Like a beautiful illusion, a fantasy my mind cannot take hold of.
You make me fall.
You.
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Heels
She loves to wear heels
But she prefers to walk barefoot with him in the sand
Holding his hand.
She loves to wear heels
But she happily tosses them to the floor
As she climbs into his bed
And wraps herself around him
Her head on his chest
So she can hear his heart beating
As the rest of the world fades away
And their world is just waking up.
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And she’ll toss them on the floor next to your bed….
Words
I wish I could look into your eyes and tell you everything that would make you understand.
But I don’t know what those words are. Or if they even exist.
Maybe we would see each other and the words would just fall naturally in that exact moment.
And we would sort them out together.
Or maybe we would simply look at each other and we would both just know.
We would see everything we ever needed to say in each others eyes.
But mostly, all the things we never needed to say.
Because we both know.
And maybe no words would be needed at all. – MMP
They would walk for hours through the streets of each new city.
Laughing and talking and discovering each one together. Creating memories.
And discovering each other along the way.
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He was the most beautiful man
I ever knew
Until I realized
I didn’t know him
at all.
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Lost in Thought
She sits quietly
At the edge of the world
Observing the chaos
As she transforms unfiltered thoughts
Into words
Which you will never see.
Auyantepui (Tepui) is the source of Angel Falls, the world’s tallest waterfall.
The Lost World of Venezuela, one of the oldest places on earth there is.
Don’t Let Go
Now I am gone
And far away
Please keep the love I gave you
Safely tucked away.
My love was a gift
I never expected you to repay.
– Original Post: April 2012
I am gone, but my love will stay with you forever. If you let it. Don’t let go.
Look Closer
Part I
Chaos swirls
Of crowds and strangers and vacant stares
They look right through you.
Nothing and everything
Meaningless and empty.
Then
You catch a glimpse
Her face catching the light
She is a beacon
Calm.
You look closer.
Her eyes draw you in.
And she is drawn to yours.
Her voice is soft and comforting.
Lilting
Like the moan of the wind
And all you want
Is to drown inside her mind.
Part II
Rain rolls down the window
Concealing your view
Still, you see it
The light.
You recognize the beauty through the haze.
And maybe that is what makes it so appealing
Veiled
Mysterious
Unknown.
An enigma.
Your soul aches for more.
Part III
You reach closer
She draws back
Hiding.
Covering her face
She runs away
Fearful
Distrusting
Guarding her heart
She slams it closed
Locking it shut
And throws the key into the river.
Gone.
Never allowing anyone to get past the gate.
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I am open, but extremely private. If you can earn my trust, I will do anything for you. I will hand you the world, wrapped inside my heart.
Moon and Sun
He was the moon.
She was the sun.
He only saw dark.
While she was the light.
He never believed in love.
Love was all she knew.
They were doomed from the start.
November Trees
Her screams were like whispers
They echoed in her head
But the day was so beautiful
She could not help but smile
And when the trees shivered in the bitter November wind
She shivered with them
And all she could do was hope for spring
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