I feel like I should start this post like I start all of my mornings, by shaming myself. Yes this is a post about second dates, and I've been on a ton of second dates. In other words, I am single and incapable of sustaining a long term relationship. But I'm not too lonely, depressed,…
Tag: Love
Chateau Marmont
Cheater! I thought, laying with my paramour, How can I trust you in 2019? The roof of the hotel shone pearly White, like doves or cocaine. My lover, I kiss Anyhow, as if I hadn’t been Fucked over before. Nearby, a handsome Bellhop looked through me like glass; I looked back, Feeling as empty as…
Finding a Love that will make you Grow
Not very often do young men write about love. Even less so do young men write about finding the right kind of love. The kind of love that makes you want to be a better man. The world we live in today is sexualized and desensitized. However, there are old souls among us. Young men…
Miel de Lavande
When you ask how I like it, the fire you’ve started with your fingers drags across my skin & I erupt in muffled moans, lost in the echos of your name Or should I say nothing- Playing your game, only winning when I lose myself in you My heart, as dark as the starless night,…
Tackling Mental Health Through Poetry
I wrote earlier about my upcoming article with non-profit organization To Write Love On Her Arms and the day has finally arrived. My article is posted live on their website and I'm ecstatic. If you all would please go check it out, share, and tell me what you think I would appreciate it. I talk…
18 U.S. Code 3501
You’re tearing me apart. My mind runs wild Pulled by an obsessed heart If alcohol is The Demon’s kiss My sobriety is exiled Swallowing a pill I reminisce On the Good Lord’s Book How it never changes And how I hardly look So I wrote my own confession Remorse and emotions arrange To form this…
Library Sentiments
To own my heart They must first own lots of books. Books they have read Time and time again. So I know that One, They have the patience To finish what they start. Two, They do not tire Of a good thing.
Desires of Grief
I wish I could have been everything to you. I wanted to be the IV dripping providing nourishment you needed, from my body to yours. I wanted to be the chemo. Only pushing you as far As you could go. Breaking you down To build you up. I wanted to be God. Easing your pain,…
Soul Flower
You’re the first I’ve been with. Were I feel myself Growing into Who I’m supposed to be, Instead of changing Into someone who Pleases you. You’re sunshine To the blooming Of my soul.
In Spite Of The Cup
Everything I felt for you Just overflowing, My heart was a vast ocean. Instead of jumping in You attempted to contain love, Like trying to capture a wave In a cup.