Orange blossom showers
On organza silk...
What has become of me
is a woman dealing with allergies...
Two hands covered in multi paint
sliding around the edges...
My big red button
is bigger than your button...
What came before you was sadness and loss
Thought you wouldn't be...
All of this gravel I'm eating keeps
chipping my teeth...
I will die slowly
Stuck inside my own body...
Her hair like gilded feathers,
Beauty unrivaled eyes like the Cerulean Sea...
While he asked mercy
for his wrong deeds, they hung him...
This loneliness is
boundless because we all are...
your soul loses her posture as you
hunch to type the words you failed...
I feel you beating slow
Don’t give up just yet...