Monthly Archives: August 2015

seasoned fingertips

since having your
hands
on my skin,
in my hair,
fingers curled around
my own
it’s the only touch
i crave
seasoned fingers
weathered, endured
on the small of my back,
tracing the lines on my wrist
i could never
get enough
of feeling
your want
within your fingertips

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thank you

hey you

who i once loved

i hope you’re happy

i hope you’re good

but i’m finally ready

ready to say goodbye

for today

for tomorrow

for now

forever

thank you for helping

me become the person

i can truly love

i can be proud of

thank you

for letting me go

when i need to

the most

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burned blades

breathe in
sun’s heat beats down
flowers’ pollen floating through the air
dead wind
i lay on a bed of
burned grass blades
nowhere to go
nowhere to be
skin tingling with
wasted passion
yet eager to float
breathe in
let the earth fill my nostrils
and settle in my lungs
i lay on this bed
of burned glass blades
and let my mind drift
while my still body
remains

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