Confusion

Dear Friend

Poetry Sunday: A poem to a friend inside.

Grieving A Lost Sun

Poetry Sunday

What No One Tells You About Getting Engaged

I thought I’d be ecstatic; my feelings were more complex.

The Way you make me feel…

Intricate on the outside,

simple on the inside,

oh! how i love when your around,

your presence,your kiss,your hugs,

Haiku for aesthetes XXXV

Sillage of a scent,
vaporous like a robbed gaze.
Thighs touch … irises.

I Am So Many

There are so many of me.
My one self,
ㅤdivided so many ways.
Pulled so many directions.