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I find it odd that the simple sight of your sunny smile can send me soaring. Taken, of course, that the smile i...

These mountains can't dwarf the height of my love nor hide my [smile] when thoughts of you [rise], come to mind ...

It’s about 46 degrees in this semi-dark arena populated by surly-looking security guards, drunk skanky girl...

Your voice, your guitar and a chorus of twinkling stars, the veil of twilight around our feet as you sang "S...

A dull throb, like the tin-tin-tinning of a faraway drum, has stayed behind your eyes for months now. Your skin,...

You’re right. She is everything that I can never be again. She is happy, she is whole, she is new.   ...

It is autumn, finally!   As I struggle with how to dress, you are three feet away, yet you do not sense me....

Are there blue pearls? I wonder as I gaze into the pearly blue-ness that lives and loves and dances and breathes ...

"Go to sleep." is the only thing you say to me to let me know you still remember that I am unstable (an...

Your eyes meet mine - a spark, a flame - how could I expect to feel again? And yet you’ve carried me this w...

I've got fifty-seven little friends and a reason for each one of them. With one voice, all fifty-seven raise their d...

I feel less human every single day. It’s like I’m devolving…into something I hate. I didn&rsquo...

"Babe, you don’t see your worth." But maybe it’s easier in this world to mean nothing. The ...

As I huddle here- amongst the dirt and roots and cigarette butts (some still freshly white, some decaying; a lon...

I hid this poem from myself When I was packing up everything To give away to you. It’s the only poem I eve...

Stay, Stay with me. Your red car is loud I hear it from inside my room/prison. I finish dragging the two of hear...

I. Cold blue, like broken ice, washes over me as he stares, disappointed.   II. Light flickers as I strain...

I let you into my living room at 3 a.m. Yeah, it was a little strange but you didn't have to say so seven times. ...

The fragrance of new, unopened books and the eager beacon that is your shining face lure me through the sliding gl...

I miss the sweet, sweet sound of your Listless breathing into the Softly fragrant pillow On the left side of my b...

It's very funny to me that you have "Kill" by Jimmy Eat World on your profile....and even funnier that you...

I don’t think I’ll ever get over you Or the way your hair Curls up on the sides It gives you ...

It wasn’t a refusal…I could never refuse him…I just don’t want to be rash. I don’t ...

You knock, and I wake. It's dark outside, still I know you are there. "Run to me, please" but I can't....

White puffs of marshmallow clouds race past my 9-inch window. Like preoccupied ants, the world below carries ...