Me, You, Music

Soul Mates

My Eternal
Water falls from the skythirsty for something new looking for answersthat once seemed so far awayright in front of me released from a prisonguarded by demons taking your handthat holds the key to a wounded heartthat needs healingthe pain dissolvesslowlyyou are perfect my thoughts will one daymirror yourswalking with you hardly a sacrificeforever yours my soul.

Teenage Woes: Camaraderie
We’ve travelled this pathonce before, twice even…maybe three times Who’s counting?Never one for mind-numbing streams,I preferred currents.Riddled with optimism, dripping with braveryWe didn’t swim.Across a floating log we crossed, barefoot.

National Day on Writing
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Unwind
57 degreesstill driving with all the windows downmy tightly-pulled bun comes undonebut I don’t mindI welcome it actuallyreminiscent of wild coitusarriving home rubbing my templesclimbing the stairslike it’s the green mileanticipating a hot showerand washed haircollapsing on warm sheetsfresh out the dryerleaving the windows openthe breezeis refreshingcool on my naked skinexhale…

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Check it outWe don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. -Dead Poet’s Society