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I’ve been alone in my mind for so long that this void doesn’t frighten me.

My hair was blowing in the wind and I thought it was because I was flowing, but instead I was going.

i listen to the sound of his voice it echoes in motions, in hilltops, in voids and i wonder where pages of his memoir would leave us i used to feel his arms beneath us caressing the tones of my core we hurt each other t…

i weave through his spine on a crescent moon night screaming beneath the twilight to stand on shells or break the fall he tangos a heart as he tastes like alcohol trembling with fault  his eyes flip to the back of his h…

The clouds turned from pink to grey and that very metaphor defined my life in that very moment.

the daylight observes your curves longing in tradition  we hold ourselves in a memoir of our truth i turn pages like faces of strangers kissing backs to the beat of a rain drop the floor floods with emotions i told you …

i stand in virtue of my truth observing emotions i held for you we black to our past wading in the memories i had avant-garde, but every guard i hear the frogs in the meadows calling for a winter freeze building walls i…

I didn’t love until rejection which said nothing about him, but everything about me.

i write to the tune of you sipping pinot from balconies in the mist of the night overlooking cities in the distance i transform this moment thoughts of you dipped in blue to kiss you would be a second a thriving a lifet…

I wasn’t alive until it was over and that’s when I realized sometimes love isn’t forever. It’s forever instilled in a moment for us to become alive.