Can’t Wait To Touch You, Like We’re In Love

Poetry for an anxious heart

Should I grab some condoms, do you really care?
Does the thought of us being speechless, cloud your mind and decisions 
As well?

I’d Fuck You

Poetry for an anxious heart

I swear
I'd fuck you by the ocean
Against your car

Inside of your car 
In the woods.

Misunderstood F33lings

(Amari: Persona Of Sakari)

Poem # 1
When the police asked you about me
You told them, you couldn't find me...

Wednesday Afternoon

(Poetry Pack)

Poem # 1
I'm insane about what's mine
Her body...her soul...her mind.
She doesn't mind.
In my mind, she'll always be...mines.

Slow Moving 4eva(Heartbreak Kid)

Poetry for a damaged heart

Wait on me, wait on me, still 
Wait on me, wait on me, still 
I'm back on my edibles 
And they're falling out of my hand
I'm nodding off, high falling
Catching myself, before I land
I'm so through with…

Look How Pretty You Are

Poetry for an anxious heart

You're so pretty, with your hair all flat
Lying, on your back.
Your hair all green, with eyes desperate for me
Rose tattoos, going up your sleeve 
I constantly tell you, you're pretty.

Hopefully My Cell Isn’t Ready

Poetry for a desperate heart

I might have to go away, by the start of winter 
I’ll miss you.
Thinking of a better way, I don’t wanna revert
No plans to fall back into my old ways
I hate dealing with the law.
And it’s my anger that’s…

Amari’s Poem: 8-29-23

Sakari’s Persona

You've got me back in my purple emotions 
I'm fearing facing you, without a cup of something 
Back on my porch of sadness
These two chairs beside me, are loneliest at dawn

~ Amari

Inside My Travels

Poetry from all 3 of my personas

(Chrishan)
Too obsessed with the obvious 
Too obsessed with your skin, being next to mine
Too obsessed with your legs, around my neck
Too obsessed with you, going to bed, in my bed...

Lunch Date In February

Poetry Pack

(3)Our Date In February

Birds will hear us, and speak...
The sun won't be as harsh, that day...
You'll smile, and I'll take that smile with me
For eight days...