Writing

Cheeks in full bloom

see you from across the room

pupils dilated as you cross the floor

leaving me wanting so much more

pupils dilated

what color are your eyes

cheeks in full bloom

I see there is no room

pupils dilated

cheeks in full bloom

talk over a beer

do you want to get out of here

pupils dilated

cheeks in full bloom

like roses in the spring

I can see no gloom

I live beautiful moments and then mourn them immediately.

My tears are hot and I keep heaving.

I love to be held and kissed.

Even if it results in feeling missed.

I love to lay like spoons in a drawer.

I grow inspired by being around even more.

I am so lucky-

This luck is heavy and I don’t mean to cry but I can’t help it.

My feelings are big and weigh on my shoulders like a tight and warm hug.

I can’t let go.

Its almost suffocating, but so comforting.

My cup smells like honey and might just overflow.

I suppose I could chug,

but what can I do with an empty mug?

I hadn’t realized it was a letter for me when the corpse poem came around to the bar.

sunshine

breeze

skin pricked by geese

defrost

bloom

hummed and new

Driving in the dark

right turn

click

“oh my” and new paths

SNAP

too late

snagged on a powerline

oh my god

why did I touch it?

Because I was stuck

I was trapped otherwise

Bare handed? Really?

It was cold

I was in a hurry

You could have gotten hurt

911, what is the emergency?

Bait and switch

done with it

You should do this

but this is an alternative

Be prepared

we gave you what you needed

But you didn’t

If you succeed we succeed

card game \

card game

I call bs on king

Tantalizing

giggling when I make a joke

want

want me

want to be with me

want

want me

want to kiss me

on the bank

there for money

no mistake

hum and offer a handshake

sitting duck

sitting duck

smiles for miles

sitting duck

sitting duck

tired of trials