Paradigms

I’d rather be wrong

And have you say I’m nothing.

You ARE lovable.

Six Months Later…

Did you know their names?

Or are we nothing but goats

Meant to bear your rage?

Ambivalent Heart

Still feeling angry.

Still feeling hurt and betrayed.

But damn! I miss you.

My Box

Just like Pandora,

Opening my box won’t kill you.

Years should’ve proved that.

Pass The Sweet Dreams 

Afraid of shadows. 

This fear which has beaten time. 

We sleep with lights on. 

Week Five- Kiss

Have you just wanted, 

The chance to give that one kiss

The kiss that makes it. 

Week Four- The Year of my Heart

Deep like creeks and wood

Is this aching in my heart,

As this book opens.  

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