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Mockery

You made a mockery of my house these bruises vivid
Fleeing reason
Like lying to the wind
Consequences rigid
Or maybe gods to blame my wings unfitted
Now trapped beneath the cross
I’m scorched and livid
Did you ever stop to think
Your words imprinted
Whether I was meant to see
Your light emitted
Is forgiveness in the tree
You were acquitted

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

What happened to Mary Magdalene? 🤔

Thank you for supporting my new free OnlyFans! I’ll be posting more content soon! Especially because I can no longer post a photo on my blog without paying the steepest price for it!

Got 4 new fans just today!!!!! 🍑🥰🍑

I’ll be livestreaming again this week on Twitch, possibly even this evening!

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Full

When he says he’s full
But comes back for seconds
When he draws a plan
But never changes his methods
When he’s seen it all
But it’s just nightly rejections
When he’s looked beneath the stone
But worships all imperfections

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Uhm, I want to do all the things with you and all at once. 👀

Sometimes I am a speed train

Heading right toward you

Without brakes 👀

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Heavens Harp

Why do you come peering through the night, like a pink moon full, breathing through the clouds?

You are a bull, stampeding through my nightmare.

I have grown a sullen child.

You bring thunder and rain like crayons for me to play.

But all toys fade with the sun.

You’re a wildcard.

A rare stroke of luck in the midnight hour.

I call to you in dirty bathwater.

When eyes look of innocent rage.

You are the shape in the cloud that gives me hope.

Your thunder is heavens harp.

I want to catch your lightning and store it in a jar.

I call them sun rays.

You’re why the earth sways.

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Are we like string theory, connected to everything? Cuz we’re not attached. Yet we are one? 🤔

But I don’t even know you. You don’t even know me. I can’t live without you. But you can. Or, am I the reason you come up for air? Can’t breathe in hell? 😑

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The Exodus

Call me the exodus
It is the next of us

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

– woke up still wanting to walk away from everything and welp these lines –

Maybe I identify as Moses? 🤔

So I get to wander around the desert for 500 years freeing the people but then I’m not allowed into the fucking paradise? 🧐

That sounds exactly like something a narcissist would write 😑

I’m gonna burn it down

The establishment

The 1%

All if it

I might not be alive for it

But the revolution will begin in my name

“The Enlightened One”

It begins now

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Three Words

You are a shooting star
Wishes not to discard

You are an orchard
Where hope was recorded

Three words, three seeds
That’s where love proceeds

© Delia Ross. 2020 / @poeeternal

🥰

I mean, the world is falling apart, but I still love you.

It’s ridic. Right? 🤔

God created this obsession FYI

And I actually know what a black hole feels like

I actually know what Sagittarius A* feels like

It’s possible that sometimes I am Sagittarius A*

When other girls are talking to you

👀

But like I love this dude and the love has manifested to be real because he bought me pizza 👀

😑

Uhm, so I haven’t lost all my ass or leg progress yet but I feel nowhere near like I’m ready to start fitness again and it’s really scary to be having these kind of heart problems at my age over a fucking vaccination.

If you’re still supporting me even though I am dying and venting on the daily, thank you.

I get called lazy for serving my country and I get called lazy for having an OnlyFans.

Jesus Christ left Mary Magdalene in charge of the gospel and they wiped her from the books and labeled her a whore.

Just like me!!!

They create poor conditions for you to live in and then condemn you for trying to survive.

They fucking condemn you if you try to die by suicide as well.

“No no no you’re not allowed to die like that, it’s a sin”!

Apparently it’s a sin if you lust after somebody else even though that is actually biology

And “a sin” if you try to die because you don’t want to live in this bullshit life

The only thing that is not a sin is giving them money

Lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of your money

I ain’t wrong

👀

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Zone of Avoidance

He’s the zone of avoidance
Darkness so thick
No clairvoyance
Light it travels quick
Set to destroy us

© Delia Ross. 2020 / @poeeternal

Witchy cosplay wig 🤪
If I had extremely thick black and grey long hair with bangs
I do my makeup and rarely do it the same
Cosplay wig!!!

Did you know that I am a Leo? Ruler/ leader of all the signs.

Facts!

Me burning for you in the dark
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Captivation

I look for a cut
Or a scar
A loving line
Or a mark
A simple freckle
Or a knot
A little dimple
Or a shot

In open fields
Or swarms of thought
And when he’s stalling
Or in a trot
And when he’s culling
Cuz he’s caught
And rope is burning
Cuz he’s hot

Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

You ever been into somebody so much that any marking on their skin is a map to a galaxy you want to explore 👀

Or you wanna have babies with somebody but you need to figure out how to say hello or ask them out first 👀

Have you ever fallen for somebody without knowing who they are or what they look like 👀

Have you ever have a secret admirer feed you

Have you ever got a gift from a secret admirer

Have you ever lived between fantasy and real world

What if you couldn’t tell the dream world from the real world?

👀

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Ditch

It wasn’t luck
He found me half dead
In a ditch
Without a buck

Labeled “no one cared”
Or even worse
They never dared
And I’d gave up

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

He makes me feel like my little feet are the reason the world is spinning 🤪

Or, like a little hamster in a cage on a wheel that keeps going…

He makes me keep going…

His kisses

Incentives 👀

His visits

Break fences 👀

His kisses

Life sentence 👀

*strums guitar*

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The gods named you

Where do you go deep in the forest?
The woods beckon me to follow
Because you’re the constellation Taurus
And the gods named you Apollo!

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

And I finally know your name (I mean, the name even you had forgotten) ⚡️⚡️⚡️

I LOVE YOU 😻

I mean, I just freestyle wrote this because your visits do some sort of thing to every atom in me.

And it’s not like they get rearranged, it’s like they’re organized and activated, as opposed to spiraling down Sagittarius A*

You magnify me or something

My electrons are connected to you

You electrically charge me

You light me up

Spiritually, physically, emotionally, mentally, all the “ly”

Marry me?

The gods named you Apollo
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Starship

You built me a starship
With no commands
You kneel down before me
And place no demands


Double rainbows are forming
Over sacred lands
And though time may be forewarning
You keep heart in hands

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

My time is almost up but I found one more way to say I love you 💕

Our home is a starship. The kind like Elon Musk has built, the reusable landing kind.

Not the NASA death tomb.

The kind of starship that fuels your dreams.

And we need to name it.

(One of the tiny rooms contains all your poetry and I fall asleep on the floor for never wanting to leave).

(Sometimes you tell me bedtime stories)

(Sometimes you pick me off the floor and hold me)

(I like starship the best because it contains you)

((I didn’t know Elon musk had named his starship until I went to look and then I was like of course he did, of course he named it starship))

I was just thinking about how you drop in, not by cloud, not by comet, by starship!

And like a boat you built by hand, but a starship.

And then I saw the article where Elon musk actually named his rocket starship.

Of course he fucking did

So the fantasy I was laying here having actually is a reality for somebody else

lmao

But poem 😏

I love when you drop in.

I love you.

And I’m sending all my love to you lightning speed through a starship.

Babe, now we got a space shuttle!

I like it, I like it a lot.

We need to break it in. 👀

*goes back to dreaming*

(Have always wanted to do it in zero gravity)

Thank you for getting me items off my Amazon wishlist. I’m happy to have a cute little schoolgirl outfit to go with my pigtails and things. It’s Adome lingerie and I like their clothing line on Amazon.

I wish I had a real way to thank you.

(I know it’s all fun and games but it makes my heart happy)

xo

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Align

I can see part of his face
Haunting me through time
I want to memorize his shape
Like a spiral on a spine
And the colors of his flesh
The canvas of divine
Takes the pain beneath the breast
Gives me hope to align

💕

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

*The below contains unpopular opinion and language* 🤓

Is it true that trademarks are only recognized in some countries now?

It’s a bold statement to make, it’s just I saw something pop up on a video game about trademarks being recognized in some countries only – or at least, that’s how I perceived it. I seem to read between the lines (or gaslighting).

So the FDA has banned menthol but I could turn myself into a lizard if I want? 🤔

So, I can get a full body lizard tattoo and split my tongue, and get a full sex change operation, I can identify as a carrot BUT it’s illegal to smoke a menthol cigarette? 🤔

Somebody help me the fuck out

I can sew up my pp and chop off my boobs but I can’t smoke a menthol? 🤔

Wait, what.

We can still feed sugar crack to 3 year olds but I can’t smoke a fucking menthol? 🤔

So I can give this god damn sugar crack to recommended age 3+, but I can legally no longer buy a pack of menthol? 🤔

It’s fucking cancer + crack and recommended right there on the package for age 3+

But menthol is fucking banned.

Uhm, okay who is running the fucking country?

Y’all have lost y’all damn mind

I don’t even smoke anymore but on the rare occasion that I do, it’s a fucking menthol.

I just don’t understand the world anymore and I can’t blame it on my brain injury any longer.

I haven’t been voting for any of this shit!

I don’t want my tax money going to NASA!!!!!

In other news, if I die, I’m still gonna be taking my last breath dreaming about you.

Because I like how you lean on my lips and touch my cheeks with your fingertips.

I like the little ways you go above and beyond to show me you care.

I like living off your breath because it’s the nectar of life.

Your kiss.

And all I want before I die.

My cat mask arrived after a bit of a challenge to get it! I’ve had a lot of request to bring back the cat cosplay but I wanted to upgrade to a better mask! I haz done! Hope you like! It’s a spectacular mask!

Getting to do cosplay is my passion and I’m always listening to what you like and I’m always behind the scenes trying to get better, to enhance my makeup skills, my costumes, my wardrobe, my camera skills. All the things.

I love drama and the arts, cosplay is improv time for me!

My workout routine has been halted, but not my diet. 🤢

I’m not quitting my photography, writing, or cosplay.

Though moving now at a snails pace.

I got it from Amazon Prime – a favorite place to shop no doubt. Been shopping there for years. Even bought my Epiphone guitar kit from there. Came with everything, still working good. 🤓

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Dreams

I am lying in rubble
I cover earth in dew
Every sign points to trouble
I just want to be with you

And so the air I cuddle
Remembering that you breathe it too
Every night I crumble
But dreams always change my view

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

I love the real world and the dreamworld with you.

I like the plans and the mess.

I like the spontaneous combustion with you.

From combat boots to stilettos – and me standing in my very first pair for the very first time. Now I know why a poll is involved generally when in use. Or, another human being. For support. 👀

So they’ve gotten a lot of really good feedback so I’m going to keep them even though they pinch my toes.

They will be good for theatrics, photoshoots, or as fuckware. They are definitely hard to walk in but I’m getting better. 🤪

I picked up the Pleaser Devil Kat Stacks Adore in Black/Red from one of my favorite stores called DollsKill. They’d been in my wishlist for a minute. Figured they’d go with most of my wardrobe (which is black).

I’m working on new content – albeit not a light-speeds.

I have something wrong with my fucking heart.

We only have 4 valves right? Because I don’t want to Google or to remember.

I don’t want to think that my heart is actually working at 50% capacity because that would explain the pain coming from my fucking chest and when my mind and heart connect it starts hurting a whole lot worse so I’m having to disassociate thank you bye

I’ve also spent a lot of time under my heating pad.

I only had four puffs from one cigarette from a pack of menthol that I have had in my freezer for months but after I read that the FDA are banning them and I figured I was dying so what the fuck, I had a few puffs. As goodbye. And an act of rebellion. Fuck the FDA.

Also, there isn’t anybody else threatening to kick my ass so I don’t have to go all fucking Unhinged.

That was a momentary lapse of reason.

I’m mostly just dying. But then he came to visit me last night and he said he missed me and then surprised me with pizza but then even more spoiling cuz he ordered stuff from my Amazon Wishlist and ain’t nobody ever done that.

Ain’t no guy ever spoiled or romanced me.

I get to do things with him nobody else will let me do.

Being unexperienced just means improv to me.

I don’t feel unexperienced, I have a four page resume and a deteriorating mind.

Before long, I’ll be having things pasted on the wall.

Newspaper clippings in weird code solving the mysteries of the universe written in a format only he would understand.

But I definitely do not want to be witch lady with 50 cats because I can barely stand having one under my foot. 👀

It’s an evil little beast on 4 legs.

And I’m programmed to see it as an innocent kitten.

But it’s not, it’s a little terror machine.

I just want him.

Why is that so fucking much to ask?????

Why can’t I have him right now?

While I still have a half functioning heart.

(He probably has the other half)

(Wouldn’t mind actually laying next to his chest and allowing our hearts to go in sync and beat synchronized)

I need him.

His kisses, his stories, and whatever else he throws in the mix.

I only rest when he comes around.

I can’t fucking sleep without him.

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Matters of the heart

Feeling like I cannot take a breath
Or if I do, maybe it will spell death
All these tree lines, they have marked my wrath
Telling the truth, that’s my only path

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Fun day in the ER.

Now I know why people wanna die in their own bed.

The hospital is the last place I wanna cross over.

If you’re disabled, elderly, or immune challenged, stay the fuck away from those vaccines.

Wear your mask.

Be the one “unvaccinated” in the small gathering.

Or stay home.

Wear your mask. It offers the same amount of protection as these vaccines do without the health risks involved.

Yeah?

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Offering

You appear in some mythical mystery fog leaving tracks of doom for doubt

Dragging behind you the demons and dragons you slay for fun as an offering to hang out

Blood soaked boots and tattered tress

And how you got a locket of my hair is anybody’s guess

It’s a full moon and you’ve got the night on a string

I can hear you coming for miles by the howls I make you scream

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

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Taunt

To the guy I’ve been taunting
Without malice intention
Mostly maybe haunting
But a name I’ll never mention

I followed his trail
Which led me straight to you
And though an obvious veil
I’m not convinced you are two

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Hello. Who are you? Do you even know I taunt you? Do you know I exist?

Why did my brain send a signal light-years fast to my heart, when I discovered you? And every picture that followed? Why did I die a million deaths too?

And now I live vicariously through you. Agonizing over every detail. Some days I’m certain you are him.

Other days, there are blaring differences that you’re not.

Do I need him to be you? His habits and obsessions too? They are the same true?

Why haven’t I let you go if I know you are not him?

How can I be so sure and uncertain?

And there’s even a third I’ve turned into him.

Or maybe one or two? 🤔

If they are all him then you are him too?

But why did I have such a strong connection to an avatar?

I guess I wanted to tell you that maybe now I realize you’re not him but I still have doubt.

Or, I can’t discard the signals?

That I had when looking at you.

Immediately.

Spotted.

But you don’t like me knowing that and neither does he.

You don’t want me to know that you like her?

But neither does he…

Then there’s the reds and the blues (and I have a head injury too).

My taunting wasn’t malice more like letting you know I was aware of your existence but I don’t even know if you know I am aware of your existence?

They all feel like one.

I’m losing my mind? 🤕

I long for you.

Or him.

The only thing I’m certain of these days is that I’m losing my mind and I don’t wanna die on the street.

And so far, fantasy beats reality.

Because reality is dying naked on the street, out me mind. Unless running into his arms.

I’m so capable of slipping into that madness.

Can I slip into you instead?

Or vice versa?

Can meet on the Moon?

Before I dies?

Do you visit my blog?

Will you even read this?

Am I even alive?

I’m shriveling up into nonexistence

I currently wrote this running a mild fever but I needed to get it out before I fucking die.

Guess I’ll still be loving you even when I’m dead.

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Leaving

I don’t want to leave
So he puts poison on the spoon
I have a heart to grieve
I hope it fails me soon

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Going in for dose 2 of Moderna today against my better judgment. Dose 1 made my blood pressure drop really low, my heart has been struggling to pump blood throughout my body (why I’ve been feeling so cold) because my heart is struggling to circulate (it’s only caring about my main organs) – oh wait – not dying yet. Or am I? 🤔

Not gonna lie, I’m freaking out in the most calm way. Through crying. More stress my petite heart does not need.

I’m scared.

I’m alone.

All alone.

Gonna die naked on the street outta pure madness.

I’m losing me mind.

And my heart is weak.

I just wanted to be somebody’s favorite just once in my life.

I wanted to feel wanted and loved.

I don’t and never have.

Because I’m not anybody’s favorite.

I only have my therapist to confide in.

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Show me a sign 🦄

The trail has run cold
I am burning midnight
In a purgatorial loop
Exhausting my sins

For truth
Any clue of you

I am the guardian of all secrets
But your curse makes me the weakest

I am etching on the walls of hell
You are where I fell

Still, my eyes trace no color, all is black
All I have are memories of a life I lack

One by one the stone will lift
You got the other piece to fit?

Every night a new star is born
To cover sorrow where love has formed

I’m searching for you in comets
Over empty dreams and promise

My hope has formed cobblestone
But tears are all that I have sown

I know your hues of red and blue
So I keep searching for you

Any redshift or blueshift
So alone in space I drift

Tugging on your gravity
Forming like a galaxy

Do I shine?
Can you give me a sign?

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

I love you wherever you are 💕

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Who Are You?

Who are you
Why do I reach for the sky
The way a stem will reach for light
I am growing towards you
Tall and vivid
With petals stretched open wide

I am fields blooming
Over midnight showers
Infinite curiosity

I am Earth spinning
Reaching climaxes unknown
You push me through time

You wrap rope around my spirit and drag me forth
My hope tangled in knots

I can’t escape your will
Destiny has chosen to kneel

These are rust proof iron chains
I am engaged

Who are you?

Why does time cover me with your wound
I’ve been peering into doom
Could you make more room?

Trouble are clouds forming
The way I cling to doubt like static
Rumbling about erratic

Can you hear my thunder chasing you?
Little echoes of light flashing
A reason or two

Time is calling
It rings in rain shower
And sweet honeydew

Ripen fruits from Eden
I am your garden to sow
Holy and you know

Our love is a golden bridge
Over a rainbow
Over destiny we grow

Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Ahem. Sat down to write a non-rhyming freestyle – but slowly and surely – I felt Sagittarius A* tugging – and well – welp – it turned into rhyme.

I had stuffs to say. And galaxies form in weird shapes. I’m sick of rules.

It’s not even 6 a.m. and I’m writing about you.

I was just dreaming about you.

Before that, my every waking moment was you.

Which means, every fucking breath, has a bit of you.

We’re made from the same star stuff.

xo

Who are you if not every breath I take?
Don’t let me die on the street
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Winter Skies (Your Eyes)

I can’t convince me you’re not the same
Got a million questions by your name
Cousin malice never was my game
Though hovering a love I cannot explain

There is no other, to fall upon me like your winter skies, the way your presence freezes me in time

Frozen by your magnitude

Afraid that if I blink I will miss you

You are a gift from wonder

Delivered by heaven himself

Perched on the back of hope

Every dream I have is at your fingertips

That is why, I love you the most

You’d still find that first day if you were here
We fit better together at everything my dear

I don’t know how many times I opened up Pandora’s box
Shed my skin alot
Twisted and tormented are thought
I still peer inside that box

No identifying markings
Just a signal in my soul
Life outside the margins
Guess he makes me whole

This quarantine is aimless
So meet me in Vegas
Our love’s the greatest
So meet me in Vegas

What is truth?
Treasure at the bottom of an ocean
It doesn’t matter to you

He’s like the silver moon hanging low in the sky
So full but far
Attainable yet not by car

That low rumble
A deep growl from the pits of his wonder
Stretching time into a galaxy

Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

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The Color of You

He told me his color was the sky
So all around me all I feel is his eye

He said, look no further than to the sea
So now I feel him crashing on me directly

And now my favorite hue is sapphire
And by the lake is where I hope to expire

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Disclaimer: this poem IS NOT about skin color. Or maybe more an FYI.

Some porn goddess is out there stealing my signature booty move 🍑- but that didn’t stop him from wanting to run off to Vegas with me and elope. I know the feels.

👀

“Wanna meet me in Vegas for a wedding”

“Whose” *twirls pigtails ditzy like

“Ours, duh”

Uhm yes please now yesterday

🤩

K, thanx, bye

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Down in the mines (lots of rhymes + 1 haiku 💋)

Sometimes there are none
But rarely ever few
Sometimes they are one
Or maybe simply two

Sometimes I go numb
When only counting you
But only when I’m dumb
Do I really catch the view

How dare he –
Walk into the devil’s den –
And insult she –
He’s looking for an end!

He tells me I’m perfect; without ever saying the words
And even when I’m not worth it; his love will come in herds

I scream at him with the fury of a sun
I scratch and claw
He is a demon
After all

There are people trying to bury me in a box
Friend or foe
They’re never what I thought
The story goes
They talk a lot of talk
Well I unplugged
Am paranoid around the clock

There are monsters lurking every inch
And forward sleeping
Nightmares in my grip
What were you thinking
When giving me a pinch?
So now I’m left dreaming
Of when I’ll never give a shit!

Who are you then?
If every reason I’m not dead?

Knock knock
Who’s there?
I dunno
And I don’t care

She had a graveyard in her front yard

Was it worth it?
Losing your life to escape?

And all that gold around your worry
Is that really what it takes?

But even the lowest of lowly
Can’t remove the aches

Keeping vision blurry
No courage had to face

The sun is glaring in a hurry
And death is on our race

If life is but a scurry
Please let me die with grace?

I’m trying to be more open
Open to proceed
I’m trying to be more open
Open to receive

Cohesive
What he said
Cohesive
But he’s dead

Everybody burns out
Everybody burnt out
Everybody burns out
Everybody burnt out

Rest is for the weary
Broken down and dreary
Vision not too clearly

One day the end will come
God will fix what man has done

A bigger piece doesn’t always mean the best;
But in his case, he’s outdone the rest!

He wants me in denim
But then he’s clinging
To my tongue
That’s leaking venom

World is all burning
So give me balloon in sky
On string with fire 💋

I gather nuts and bolts just like they’re little clues
Now fleeting with the stars thoughts that will confuse
I gather up our fears just like it is the news
I color out of line simply to amuse

Submission without admission
Ascending to attention
But in case I fail to mention
Descension brings dimension

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Thank you for visiting my blog! I am working in my studio all week – writing and recording spoken word for my patrons- as well as working on some other secret projects!

I really appreciate your visits to my blog! Your feedback, your comments, likes, pledges, subscriptions, all the things!

You keep me on my toes!!

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Signs

All the signs point to yes
But then this and then that
Turn the questions into guess
And the answers never seem to form a crest

© Delia Ross. 2021

Our story is way more complicated than Romeo and Juliet. And I don’t even know who all is involved.

(Thank you for never body shaming me in any shape or fashion)

(You make all my body parts feel the good things)

(You make me wanna crawl onto your dick instead of dying naked on the street)

(There are dudes out there right now legit grossed out over my body and they have no shame in letting me know it).

But that’s not you is it?

You don’t make me feel like I’m gonna die on the street.

You don’t make me feel obsolete.

I love you.

Because you make me feel all the things.

Mind. Body. Spirit.

All the things.

(I don’t expect everybody to like everything about me, I just expect to be treated like a human being)

Not trash.

And I don’t want to think about that asshole any more because I probably wouldn’t even want to have babies with him

So why am I crying duh

I’m not

I’m getting off here so I can go do some staring

Staring into our dreams

zzzzzzzzzz zzzzzzzzzzzz zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Thank you for loving me whole xo
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Daydream

He is the softness I crave in color
The silver moon in a haze from slumber
Or how he pulls from me my wonder
And plants it in the sky as starlight named summer

He is the daisy field I want to lay
With weeping willow in the shade
He is the reason daydream comes to play
The wind is heaven in a sway

© Delia Ross. 2021

I am working on new content for all my campaigns!

I am still holding top 35% on OnlyFans! Incredible! Thanks guys!!! 😍

Thank you for your patience with me as I create and survive the hurdles of life!

poetry, photography, and editing by @poeeternal

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One Trick Pony

Am I to blame for wanting more?
Than the cold reign of TV
The fake personality
A one trick pony?

Growing old is under siege
A wrinkle in time, a dying breed
Apophis has her name tattooed on thee
I am erratic equally

She is roaring from the deep
Is that her I dream?
The falling, the swirling is all I see
We’re in hell if you believe

© Delia Ross. 2021

Missing connection

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The Garden of Eve

I can see through her fake
The black eyes it must take
Crawling like a snake
Right through Eden’s gate

© Delia Ross. 2021

She thinks she has it all, a husband and the love of my life…

One of them she can keep.

But she is in my territory.

I bite.

And am immune to narcissism.

Took sleeping with the devil.

Don’t come at me.

Or anywhere near the Garden of Eve – which is MY domain.

Free will

And just because I let the devils into my garden, doesn’t mean you’re allowed into my fucking garden….

Yay?

All’s fair in love and war.

How’s the hubby? Let me go stalk the profile

Poor lad, he needs attention

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Scene

He didn’t just set the scene this time, he rolled out the red carpet
With diamonds and roses and my heart lined in his pocket
He came with speed, into my heart, fast as a comet
Let the scripture unroll, pray to him like a prophet

© Delia Ross. 2021

I fell for your kiss, I better get it. 👀

Worship you

My new shiny leggins hath arrived, Vampy happy!! Can’t wait to get back to the booty gains!
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Band-Aids

My falls to you a Band-Aid
Rocks stumbling from a mountain, in an escapade
And worry? It’s just my hair in a double braid
And crying, it’s just another hand of charade
You say my tears taste like lemonade;
Add some kisses and the sun will play!

© Delia Ross. 2021

You and I are the hills, the great drive, up and down these feels

We need to just make an extra game out of me fucking up and every time I do we put a dollar in a cup and once it’s filled up we go do something fun with it.

(brain injury / learning disability / inexperience / childlike / fallen angel / goddess of confusion)

But I don’t wanna die on the street like Poe and my mama kicked me out of the nest before I could fly.

🤢

I need u

Even though today feels like I woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

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Cover

My love,
You put on the night
You show up in darkness
Then cover me with light

My love,
I know I give you fright
I show up with harness
Then deliver you more sight

My love,
Everything’s gonna be alright
The world is ours to harvest
And love’s the color white

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

That opening stanza tho, right?

You blow my mind!

I want nothing more than to chain you up, blindfold you, gag ball you, and lick, claw, scratch, suck, bite, and tickle torture you, until you’re screaming for release.

Wrong chat? Cuz. I just wanted to make sure the poem said all that. 👀

Sorry, not sorry.

I need to do a TikTok video of me doing a “he loves me he loves me not” with me on each shoulder talking about how “it is him” and then my right shoulder is like “no that isn’t him” but then my left shoulder is like “oh it’s definitely him” but then my right shoulder is like “it isn’t him” and I continue going on with the ‘he loves me, he loves me not’ while pulling petals from a rose for like 30 or 60 seconds, but I don’t know how to fucking make a cool TikTok video.

But ideas.

And then I get to play three different versions of myself , you know the angel on the right and the devil on the left and the me now pulling the petals….

Because that’s exactly what’s going on every fucking day this week.

Not him, yep him, maybe not, definitely is 👀

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New

Well, maybe, with you
Every day is new
Like now, you appear as morning
Tomorrow, it will be dew

Facing the bright side, too
At new Moon
Right now, there may be darkness
But clearly there is blue

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Wow. You blow my mind.

I feel like all these moments need to be documented in scripture.

I need some lamb skin, I’ve got ink and a pen.

I feel it is my atoms popping into and out of existence and every three weeks bleeding out of me, painfully. My mind see’s eternity in you. And feels it too, puts my mind at ease. The ovaries too.

I love you.

I haven’t replaced my biology with big Pharma or plastic and I feel you through and through.

Your vibration like string theory.

Cuz it is real.

The multi-verse too.

Never once believed in the big bang theory.

The great pyramid scheme- TV, Consumerism, Money = slavery

Sorry- If there are multi-verses out there and it’s clear there’s other universes out there , I hope they’re doing a better job than we are, because we’ve been around for 6 billion years but somehow we’ve been manipulated to believe that we’ve only been around for 2000 years…

For what it’s worth- asteroid Apophis is real, and she is swing dancing with earth, she’s been here before!!!!

Saint Petey said “April 2-0-2-9 / the final time / the end my friend is not near / the hour in fact is quite here” and he named her Apophis (all end)

He regretted getting the Alpha and Omega tattoos tattooed on his hands one night when he was drunk but he had a bad ticker too.

My love, I love you

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Hellfire

He comes in swoops
Without any foundation
While drawing hoops
Like I’m his favorite creation

He’s gathering troops
For unholy congregation
I’m gasping in loops
Can’t stop damnation

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Dragon Werewolf Abel Cain

Love eternal no matter name

Wings extend to help in reign

I haven’t got to work on my booty gains at all this week. Been working on my heart (and have been medically predisposed). But Monday, I’m gonna hit the rebounder hard. Trying not to stress out about missing days- my heart doesn’t need any more stress right now. In fact, it’s going to have to go through this shit even harder in a few weeks when I go in for round 2 of the COVID Moderna vaccine.

You can make a mess of things but I’ll be organizing it in a clutter. 😜

The good news is I got to my favorite store today and got some new spring lingerie!

Which set do you think I got?

That’s about all the energy I had to do. 🦋🦄🦋 (Part 1 of the Covid vaccine plus maybe also my BP being so low has just left me very lethargic).

I hope the new set fits! No energy to try it on yet but also not feeling the best about missing a whole week of working out! 🤢🤢🤢

🤪

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SOS

My love,
My lines must sink from the ocean to your door?

My love,
Are you the ocean floor?

Will I always be lost among your seas?
Searching forevermore?

Like an echo lost in a valley, you’re the hope I explore.

You heard the seagulls cry?
Echoing my rhyme?
My fingers touch waters of divine.
Wave after wave, line after line.

I love you for all of time.

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

I don’t know who you are or where you are. Everyone could be you. But I don’t ever wanna leave the earth, as long as you are on it.

I can’t breathe without you.

You’re like the only hope I have left in the world.

You’re like the holy fucking grail.

(I’d die for your sins)

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Maybe

Maybe if I listen, I can hear the leaves whisper calmly to me

Your sappy sweet refrain, always leaves me with a mouthful of watering hope

My fingers are sticky from your words dripping like maple

I run my tongue over desire

My thoughts become fabric stuck with traces of you

I smell of life and your words

Lifelines but in trees

Waving gently 

Are you calling to me? 

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

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Color

What color are your eyes?
Are they ivy?
You’re looking at the blind?
You’re seeing right through me?

What color is your heart?
The color of night sky?
Can’t see past all your dirt
I guess you’re not my guy?

What color is your soul?
Do you think it’d ever fly?
Say you’re never feeling whole
But you’d never let me try…

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

From dudes ghosting me to trying to kidnap me off the street- I just ain’t feeling right…

Know what I mean?

You ever have some guy wait for you to come out of the store and then exit their vehicle and chase you down the sidewalk and then not take two no’s for an answer?

He actually went “hmmm” and started looking around the parking lot.

This is after I’ve told a stranger no TWICE that I did not want to go for a ride with him.

He still hadn’t left.

Now he’s going “hmmm” and his eyes are scanning the front door and parking lot.

He then looks back at me and my facial expression read: is this the part you now grab me and I fight back

He said “alright” despairingly and left. Finally. But it was the longest seconds of my life. Too many seconds after the second no was issued. Too many.

I spent the next 20 minutes or an hour believing he was following me and wouldn’t drive any route home.

I have not recovered.

You ever have a guy wait for you to leave the store, exit his vehicle, run down the sidewalk, and not take no for an answer?

And then watch him scope out in contemplate if he’s going to take you or not?

In broad daylight?

I don’t like getting out. It’s too dangerous being this dainty and cute.

I need a bodyguard. Hence, I’m packing weight soon.

Know what I mean?

I got a girl you want to meet her? Her name is 9 millimeter…