3/6/2024 1:13
I want a love like this
I want a love that is gentle and kind
Not a love that's unspoken and shy
I want a love wild like a wolf in the wind
A loud belting song from a bird to call in
An un bashful ocean wave full of sand, shells, creatures, and memories
I want a love that's quiet like early morning hours when I'm up but everyone else is asleep
I want a love that's doting
A caring needle and thread who will sew
My broken pieces patched myself
But they will embroider over them so
I want a love like a beautiful cape
You don't need it in particular
But it keeps you warm and safe
All while going the extra mile
In feeling magical enough to make you smile
I want a love that isn't futile
That's not fragile enough to break
I know my love is destined for me so all I might do is wait.
I want a love that's meant to be so powerful nothing can stop it
No fumbled words no awkward silences, so stepping on toes can shake it
I want a love that exists between the lines of written words where tension is relieved
Where sighs are from laughing,
Hopes or for planning,
But independently still I am all I need
But I want a love that will see me
For the outspoken, outlandish, un shameful lover that I am
For me
And will give me a microphone, bow to me on the throne, and hug me cause their filled with pride
I want a lover who more than respects
But sees my own wavelength and doubles that
The goddess they've seeked
The girl of their dreams
And together a powerhouse
And together peace
And together quiet
And together we see
That in all the speckles of dust and the details as time rusts
That we are all we need.
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7:19am airport 3/16/2024
Left
Timeless airport travel
Long nails make me gravel
Indesision leaves one frozen
Filled with ideas for chosen
Podcast or movies
Advertising or moving
All fall flat when nothing is done
Stuck in the airport
So many flights and places to go
Which one should I take I never know
So I sit at my gate
Then I switch to the next
Will I be stuck wondering the airport
Till all my flights left
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Sophomore soliloquies
PoetryIf you've ever felt burdened by being a sophomore in college your not alone. I'm writing these and posting them as I go along. So we can feel less alone together, in a complicated world, within a song. Please feel free to comment, critique, or ask...
