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Choosing Light
I have an eclectic palette
But you’re the only taste that matters
I used to roll my eyes when they said
A lover can be your refuge
I thought turbulence feeds my drive
But here we are
And it’s everything to feel safe in your arms
No more flight or fight with shaking hands
And anxiety, an egg in my throat
A sickness that spreads
It always gives back
Feeding its...
Monday 2nd June 2025 2:28 pm
Love: The Truth
Real love is life threatening
It’s not serene, sweet, dream love
It’s not romantic, rainbow love
No
True love is torture
Gut wrenching pain
Hands and knees, love
Need it to breathe, love
It’s enough to put you away, love
But never pull you away, love
It’s masochistically addictive
It titillates and irritates
Possesses every bit
Until you have a fit
...Tuesday 23rd November 2021 11:15 am
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