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Open letter to the universe. Random late night thoughts and poetic bits. Newer posts →. I could disguise myself in exotic spices. Dress myself in silky sauces. Artfully arrange myself on the plate. But to do so would poison us both. With the Lights On. Let me love you with the lights on. So I can see how beautiful you are. I was gone by dawn. Let me love you in the dark. So I can see how beautiful you are. And so I stay. It is easy to be pretty nude. Exposing my luscious parts. Letting the soft light fall.
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Open letter to the universe. Random late night thoughts and poetic bits. By open letter to the universe. I pulled down my hood and pelted you as hard as I could. You put up your shield and would not yield. And we had at it, for hours. Till there was no mud left wet. Only poodled beads suspended in our hair and there. Dry and cracking at the corner of our grins. We were small and life was fun. Mostly because we chose not to think of what. Because that meant lunch. All grown up now we need to remember.
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Open letter to the universe. Random late night thoughts and poetic bits. By open letter to the universe. I try and brush the melancholy from your cheeks. Sweep the grey from your day. But I am not bright nor light enough. To absorb this shadow. The fog slowly drifts to my shoulders. Your despondency becomes mine. You are entitled to your haunts. This entry was posted in poetry. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. My Jungle of a Man.
Sit and Talk « open letter to the universe
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Open letter to the universe. Random late night thoughts and poetic bits. By open letter to the universe. We sit and talk. Because what I want to do makes no sense. I want to dive into you. Immerse my self in your being. Splash around in your thoughts. I want to feel your spirit from the inside. Slide my limbs into your limbs. Feel the tickle of electricity as my fingers and toes. Become your fingers and toes. I want to experience me from your eyes. Feel me with your hands. Be you and me and the same time.
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Open letter to the universe. Random late night thoughts and poetic bits. My Jungle of a Man. By open letter to the universe. I roam the room. For those that hold promise. It’s not always a smile. Sometimes its just a curiousness. That flashes in their eyes. Then I know they are seeking too. I look with hope and longing. Who has been hiding wisdom. Who has stories to tell. And better yet ones yet lived. I search for the one paused on an in breath. The one who is waiting to exhale into me. A jungle of a man.
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Open letter to the universe. Random late night thoughts and poetic bits. I try and brush the melancholy from your cheeks. Sweep the grey from your day. But I am not bright nor light enough. To absorb this shadow. The fog slowly drifts to my shoulders. Your despondency becomes mine. You are entitled to your haunts. We sit and talk. Because what I want to do makes no sense. I want to dive into you. Immerse my self in your being. Splash around in your thoughts. I want to feel your spirit from the inside.
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