We are like stained glass windows; Beaten and broken, in order to be pieced back together,
Not a second goes by where I don’… for you have wound your way into t… Every time my heart beats, a fresh… Christian, Christian, Christian The first time a said your name, a…
I thought I was finally over this… this feeling, this aching in my bones, calling out touch me, touch me, touch me
Being a poet is not simply being g… It is much more than that. Writing poetry is something that y… A poet is something that you are. We see the world not as a bunch of…
You don’t love me, but that’s okay, I understand. It only makes sense. Someone like you, so beautiful,
Once I asked a past love “Why is it that the ones I love a… and instead of feeding me all the typical
For me, love has always been a heavy, and an urgent thing. It’s always hit me fast and hard,
I could write a poem about every square inch of your skin. I could write a poem about every breath
Hey, you wonderful man, look here… Let me see those eyes. You are lovely, nothing less. If you think any different, you ar… Others may fail to see your beauty…
I am determined to be a woman that wakes up every morning with the fire in her eyes
I stayed in bed until 1:30 pm toda… because when my blanket is wrapped around me, it’s easier to pretend that you are, too.
Lately, I’ve started to realize that even my blood runs.
While riding in the car and listening to music that didn’t understand me, I noticed that there were no stars, and I don’t know what that means, but I think it means something. We pull...
These scars won’t come off no matt… Unlike dirt or mud, that simply disappear with a bit o… this filth that covers my skin is… A kind that is not so easily remov…
You want me, you’ve made that very clear. But that’s not enough for me. I don’t want lust, I want love. Do you love me?