Your name tastes
absolutely exquisite
in my mouth.
Original Poetry
11.30pm
Original PoetryThere’s a raging storm outside now.
It’s half-past eleven and I can’t help but think
that once upon a time you were that storm.
You raged and destroyed until you left behind
pieces of broken glass and shattered hearts with torn skin.
I survived that storm, to find a harrowing, beautiful sunset
hours after the devastation.
I am that sunset
after the storm.
Blossoming
Original PoetryI filled the void in my heart with flowers
and others could only stand and watch
as my soul blossomed.
Popularity
Original PoetryPopularity
Is only chased after
By the mediocre.
The Rest Is Unwritten
Original PoetryA love affair
between the moon,
the stars
and the girl in the white
nightdress.
She looked to the stars
when she wished for love.
When she looked to the moon,
then she said nothing,
for the moon understood everything
that needed to be said,
without saying anything at all.
Orion
Original PoetryThe map of Orion
can be traced
so beautifully
between his
shoulder blades.
The Compass Faces North
Original PoetryMy heart is a compass,
forever pointing north.
It just so happens
that North is
exactly where you are standing.
Addiction
Original PoetryAsk me about drugs
I’ll tell you about his lips.
The High Life
Original PoetryVomiting up flowers
and crying crystal tears,
living the high life.
Somewhere along the way, we got lost.
But somewhere along the way, we found ourselves.
Twilight Fantasy
Original PoetryI now know why the night sky is so dull, so dark.
It’s because you caught all of the stars kissing the night sky
in your eyes, as you stand right before me.
Unreachable and yet so nearly within my grasp.
A galaxy of forgotten dreams and
seductive promises gleam from those hazel-hued eyes.
The sweetest dream, yet to be had
forever to haunt.
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