It’s been almost a yearsince the song of birds danced in through my windows pausing at…
Poetry
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I didn’t find answers. I rearrange the memories of Neverlandinto questions that still rest upon…
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Seu cheiro é intoxicanteI told him as we kissedIs that a good thing? He askedFuck yes,I…
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“Vanilla” I sayConvinced it’s the flavor I always wanted.I slide my tongue around the ice…
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His mouth wreathed in parenthesisrevives latent memories of Christmas morningMy palms bottle his scent and…
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“And what would you like?” She asked. “I would like a lifetime spent with an…
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Among chaosI found a small opening in your nipple crouching, I peeked outfor space to…
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The creation of poetryis alchemicalunmeasurable, until it sparksto be poetry meansto see the world throughmusic…
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If you’re looking for a daydreamsoft cotton candy love and sugar coated poiseshe with no…
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A heart waits guarded in a celltold never to open the gatesto the outsideto wait…