Crush my heart And take from me The very passion that is my soul; Rip it out And leave no doubt
I have that swipe keyboard on my phone where I draw a line between the letters to write the w… Sometimes, it mistakes the word
Yellow-green leaves lie still Upon the concrete ground. Cars are parked, People are sparse; It is the afternoon.
Smile at me you vixen, melt me and step your red stiletto in the puddle,
Humanity is a tired, jaded, dirty face with bright
Progression or depression, it depends on the portends. But never regression.
Listen closely to this, mine beati… Thumping with passion, imagination… My longing onto you it does impart In the tuned key of deep adoration… This rhythm of love, it came nary…
Cold breath Yours was warm No breasts Fully formed Time for love
Around her neck Hangs an emerald line, Dotted with sun-facing flowers; Silky smooth, speaks her mind. This line brings this poet
Lifeworld is wondrous full of possibilities endless in time theoretically
The words, the hate Flies, no, spurts Out of your dull mind Faster than comprehension Allows you to filter,
Ah, my sincerest apologies. I have a tendency to drop dead In front of gorgeous women.
In an instant she turned to ice. I fired myself to thaw her. But she was too cold
Beyond the vast icy landscapes Far from the othering city There’s someone waiting for me In my favorite dreamscape. God knows I’ve been waiting for h…
The wall’s broken down, The river’s run aground, The water’s sound Is nowhere to be found. The angst of it comes to call
