It’s different,
But it’s our song.
It’s still the same,
The words I know by heart,
By touch,
By your taste,
And a hunger I was not expecting
Grips me,
And to make it through the moment,
I will just remind myself again,
That I’m “Alright”
Tag: Love
Dream Poetry
I dreamt you last night,
I was in your poetry,
I then woke too soon
Full Moon Thoughts
A white halo rests over ground,
Ice chills the core,
And the glow of moonlight illuminates
This early night,
I should beckon my lids to close,
But even when they do,
I’ll remain awake,
Lost in these full moon thoughts of you
Suited
I am flawed at the seams,
A fragile vessel attempting the impossible,
To nurture another being from inception,
Through being as imperfect as she is,
Up into a bloom,
I am unsuited for such work,
And yet no hands but my own are made for it,
Fashioned,
With creases that match the shape of her tiny form,
Worn, but more ready than any other,
A molded human clay,
By living experience,
Mother.
I am Beautiful
I am beautiful
God damnit,
I need no you
To tell me so,
I will dress my hips,
And paint my lips
To allure my own reflection.
I am beautiful
God damnit,
I need no you
To make me doubt,
I wear my heart,
Inside and out,
Beauty is in the eye,
And I am the beholder.
I am beautiful,
God damnit
Breathtaking,
Jaw dropping-ly so,
And though I don’t care
I have eyes on me
Everywhere I go
I am beautiful
God damnit
This is not vanity,
This is self love,
A true love confession,
A much needed appreciation,
Of me.
Select Few
I share my world to select few,
But I bare myself
Openly only
To you.
She of Letters 