sensory

the wind blows heavy crashing wind chimes and whistling nature’s songs, sometimes their secrets the trees sway in unison a distant train trails away my rose bush loses a petal or two all in good sacrifice for something new the swings swing back and forth and the metals screech as they graze into each other […]

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summer of nostalgia

shades of cyan and cerulean coat my vision the essence of freshly squeezed lemonade lingers in the air my pastel pink bicycle is lightly rusted from the summer rains but she keeps me company from dusk till dawn as i ride up and down the sea’s coast lost in my thoughts everyone says i’m a […]

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jewel

your jewel-toned eyes filled with water as i lay by your side, perhaps for the last time we intertwined our legs like we intertwined our lives staring eye to eye you knew me better than i knew myself and i think that scared me you knew what move i was going to make next even […]

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simpler times

i miss that summer feeling i want to live in the daydreams and the sunsets i miss romance i miss being touched and explored and guided i miss the excitement another person used to give me

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melancholia

melancholy is like experiencing everything that is beautiful and everything that is heartbreaking, at the same time

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perspectives

i’ve tasted freedom real freedom the kind of freedom that lingers on your lips like the sweetest french kiss i’ve felt freedom real freedom the kind of freedom that isn’t dictated by our physical existence i am freedom real fucking freedom the kind of freedom that changes you forever, making it hard to ever go […]

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euphoria

slipping in and out of an altered consciousnesslaced in the memories of youbut finally, I’ve come to the realization that the idea of you has always eluded the reality ~

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dream state

feelings of confusion and delusionthough slightly seductive and familiara jaded memory and a hazy perception dreamt together as the perfect illusion

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silky

drops of blood from my thorny fingersonto our white satin sheetsi was plucking roses from the garden for you as you lay asleep light streaks from the sun peaking through every single raindrop sweet mint tea lingers on your lipsas i map out the details of your face, of your existenceand recollect the good, the […]

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