AUGUST

Open her up and still not seal her too tight Some like her dark & some others prefer her light Regardless of which you like In the middle, it could be a fight Depending on who goes first as we all resist with our might To pass one more than the standard puffs Thirsty to catch a flight. On a daily it’s a must Only within a small circle I trust The high makes you feel more passionate than lust Ash her out when she dusts Can be skinny or thick & plush. Keeping private what we discuss Silence my … Continue reading AUGUST

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Do you ever think about who you are? Not who you think you are in your thoughts. Not who you or what resonate with. Not the spirit or human you were in the photos you often resort to for comfort. Do you ever think about who you are, right now? In this waking moment, if a complete stranger were to approach you and ask, β€œHey, who are you?” Would you take offense and ask about the audacity of this stranger? Would you impulsively blurt out adjectives that shallowly depict who you are? Would you be confused as to how to … Continue reading 𝕄𝕠𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕄𝕠rnπ•šπ•Ÿπ•˜ π•‹π•™π• π•¦π•˜π•™π•₯𝕀

7 0 7

We both ignored the signs, Began to consume too much of my mind, From me trying to identify, A non narcissistic reply, When I try to deny, How high I would fly, I thought you were the “guy”. Blindly I heard the truth, The whispers, Their lips were loose. I thought together we would grow, No longer naive, Consciously I know, Even when you really love someone, Sometimes it’s necessary to let them go …. Continue reading 7 0 7

Escape

I’m an exquisite taste, But stupid , So I use to chase, When I should’ve replaced, The face and forbid the case. Of lovers from the past, Our time didn’t last, So at last I pass, Because I was sick and tired of the crash. Which continued to happen, Reoccurring actions, But nothing happened, To my satisfaction. So I changed my reaction, Shit sometimes happens. It’s scary to think they don’t care, All along they didn’t play fair. I was Queen, Courting Jesters, Never a perfect pair. Let go of what no longer serves you; Be free but beware. Continue reading Escape