À Bout de Souffle
La vie, c'est n'est pas simplement respirer, c'est ausi avoir le souffle coupé
Friday, April 22, 2016
Red Light
I always loved you better than you loved me.
And then I stopped being able to
Love
Even myself.
That was your que
To stop too
Monday, February 22, 2016
I'm just a girl
I am just a girl.
And today I had to tell myself that.
I am a strong, independent, interesting woman,
And I am walking to the bus.
I am a strong, independent, interesting woman,
And I am getting coffee.
I am forever just who I am, when I am.
I am a strong, independent, interesting woman,
And that's enough.
Sunday, December 27, 2015
Get out
Get out
Get out
Get out of the fog.
Move the earth.
Grasp the wind.
Hold the tide.
Wrap the whole cosmos up in your arms
And realize
You are only one part.
So keep on moving.
Isolatorium
It is strange
That no one knows
The steps or the numbers, the windows and the light switch.
It is strange
that no one knows the latch on the door
It is a strange feeling
No one knows your address
Or what it looks like where you lay your head.
Or where to find you.
Monday, November 30, 2015
Blue Fog
I think perhaps
She loves too much
All things small and beautiful
To love her own
Eyes
And the wonder of how she sees
Everything she loves-
How beautiful that makes her
Saturday, April 19, 2014
Au Revoir
How do I tell you.
As warm water and spices warm the inner linings of a body we once shared.
But a mind apart and turning. Always.
It's like this
But it isn't, is it?
I'd like to hold your hand and forget about what I want.
I'd like to hold your hand and forget.
Wanderlust
I like the smell of rain
Wandering on paths
And wondering if I took the right one
Or if I even care
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