portrait of alesiawake up call dog tails kitty paws friends' words raindrops and woodstoves sunshine blackberry wine thinking aloud allowed think loud! to thine own self and all check reality coffee, stitches, scripts all better rich BOLD, free verse, love, woman say rawrportrait of alesia
aug 03 untitledwould you touch me? i am the world in dusk bound up in salt dew fingertips and arms that touch melt into your bare skinaug 03 untitled
wind through parted and teeth, soft quick teasing those little hairs at the back of your neck a promise
my blood flows in murky river channels and i reach-- the tide is coming in would you hold me? could you
abandon yourself in my embrace, cradled in silken sand, twined roots and creeper vines explore and claim
i am a night for bare skin for being held and
smitteni won't say 'in love.'smitten
you're not ready to hear that but i left my phone on
all night just in case you were too tired to drive and needed to talk on the way
not love.
unadmitted it's just not there, and i can smile laugh be just what you want when you want
not love.
'patience' is not synonymous with 'thumbscrew' silence is not empty for lack of your voice it's just silence and i don't feel your hand under my pillow where i'd hold it as i sleep
in your bed where i'm not &
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-Uhlrik
Live life as an "!"
not as a ","
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.. PUNK!!
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Long days and pleasant nights
~jef
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Pretend I said something clever and profound
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