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I snatch my breath after we kiss
because I want to feel you
contract
in my wheezing, useless lungs
not just a craving
but
a desperate need
in the physical urge
to breathe you in,
make your mystical secrets
a part of my body.
because I want to feel you
contract
in my wheezing, useless lungs
not just a craving
but
a desperate need
within
in the physical urge
to breathe you in,
and
make your mystical secrets
a part of my body.
Literature
Dear Poetry,
You will find out that I am not a strong person. Dragons do not make a home beneath my skin to hoard their treasured princesses. I am not that lucky. For I have misplaced collarbones just as quickly as I’ve misplaced hearts, a pulse still rhythmic against my fingertips. I am a monster of words, devouring Cummings and Plath with no ounce of self control left in my body. I promised myself this weight would not fall for the sharp edges of stars ground into your knuckles. But, write air into my lungs, poetry. Give this wild thing a reason to learn the definition of tamed.
Write me a poem, and I will promise to fall in love with you, sl
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Screaming at the Beast
How many have I had? Why would you ask such a question?
I've had--only three! Yes, three I swear.
What? No--of course not, what are you suggesting.
Those: I can't quite see them clearly. Oh! Oh dear...
No, you, you must understand this was--just a bit of relaxation,
A little sip to help me sleep.
No--No, don't cry, I'm not going back to those days; I'm not!
I swear it was just--just a passing shower I...
I...
I'm sorry...
It's just been hard...
It's been so difficult!
WHERE WAS I SUPPOSED TO TURN?
...
But it's not your fault, I know that.
I suppose I was simply looking for an excuse...
I was drowning you know, in the icy wate
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I Will Believe That You're Okay...
If you tell me you're fine,
Then I won't question it.
I won't ask you about the cuts,
Or the bruises.
I'll turn a blind eye to everything...
Instead I'll ask that you join me tonight,
And maybe we'll cook ourselves a little supper.
Maybe you'd like to stay over? It'd be cool!
We'll watch a movie, play a few games.
C'mon you know how much I suck at monster hunter,
Be my wingman--er, lady tonight
And in the morning, let's go for a walk,
There's a huge park just a short distance away.
We could go on one of those nature trail things!
Hell yeah? Hell yeah!
And maybe, after you've had some time to think,
You'll see that things ain't quite a
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"write poetry" she said after my last asthma attack so I did. Breathlessly.
I actually wrote this one after an asthma attack. Tried to format it to my breathing pattern whilst I was having it...but capturing that kind of frustration is impossible, honestly.
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Wow. Incredible.