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Leap

I still see you and feel a rush
I think I’m dead then find a pulse
Tell myself it’s just impulse
But heart and mind still convulse

I hear your voice then start to faint
My wings expand without constraint
Then lust and love start to taint
I leap in gallops for a taste

© Delia Ross. 2020

Cut me up and piece me back together, I’m still into you…



I’ve tried to kill the need but it just grows stronger. I need you hard.

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Dare

I remember wonder
I found it deep in you
I remember hunger
You give me all that too

Deep beneath your slumber
Upon your dreams I chew
And if you dare to plunder
You may just like the view

© Delia Ross. 2020 / @poeeternal

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Age of Expansion

My love, we share the same Sun
Put an ocean between us, we are still one
My love, look how far we have come
Going nowhere, though fast we have spun

Holy is the space of us
Our mistakes is only dust
Love is spinning, Earth is crust
Gone are sorrows and love we must

© Delia Ross. 2020

The sweetest poem I’ve ever written, part two. I swore the love bug off but fate is persistent (or obsession). But don’t worry, I have some anti-love poems coming too…

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Centuries

All these centuries it was you I craved
Hiking mountains of longing while your name I praised
All these fallen ruins are bits of you I’ve saved
Every foot in darkness steps for you I braved

Pulling part the ocean that’s the depths I paved
Fusion in my core for the light that’s phased
Trust in only love cuz that’s my heart you grazed
Want to spend eternity with our souls engraved

© Delia Ross. 2020

Probably the sweetest love poem I’ve ever written. I literally enchanted myself. A first. But it is now after 2 AM and maybe I’m just tired… But my blog is nearing 50K views (that’s 50,000 visits folks) and I want to pee myself!! 😍

But I wrote a poem instead. And I hesitated to write a second stanza, but once I got going I’m glad I did… I’m sick to fuck of love to be honest. Someone said I was too young to be a cougar, that I was a cub instead. Well, whatever. Now that I’m ready to date and mingle there’s a bloody zombie apocalypse going on. I ain’t trying to die from the plague. Apophis (that huge effing asteroid) is returning to kiss Earth in April 2029, which sounds like a more exciting world ending, and I hope to get laid by then too… 😏

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You Are The Hour

Have you seen how the crust on magma will form after your words have cooled?

If you are darkness, let me be your shadow that follows, forming over your shapes and words, the way dark clouds glow in the moonlight

The way a streetlight will cast hope in an off hour when all the world is at a loss

Let me be the faint coincidence reflecting taller and courageous on a sunny day

Let me be the dark umbrage of the wind-tattered and torn tree in the grim of a stormy night (the way your words sometimes puts me at fright)

Can I be the silhouette moving from your lips, smooth and delicate?

If you are the hour, I am the minute (and I mean it)

I walk the very trails you build with words, following them like starlight and making wishes, when I see one falling down on me

I feel every word you write like gravity.

If only shadows could be carried, I’d lift yours up to not feel so heavy

The shadows heaven casts are your words

Reality overlaps when lines are blurred

Every moment that’s now is gone –
But in my heart forever your words live on

© Delia Ross. 2020

Do you ever find my words enchanting?
I’m late posting these…
I’m still alive despite the pandemic growing in Florida…
Invoke me with your words pleaseeee

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By Your Side

There are pieces of my heart littered in your poetry
You free me from agony
To me your soul is candy
Sweetened, darkened and tempting

I love you through weal and woe
All the highs and low
Wondering how deep the shallows go
And drowning in moments when I know

Your voice makes the sea rise
I’m lost in the swell of your blue eyes
I’m clinging on to your tide
Or maybe destiny is by your side

© Delia Ross. 2020

Forever by your side

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Craters

Your words have heavy impact
Formed craters from contact
But now forever’s been taken back
Honest is always what you lack

Hardcore truth in reality
Desired is what I’ll never be
Clouds of darkness chasing me
Can’t undo what has been seen

Grasping at straws for a meaning
Wishing for value just for an evening
But cold is the hand you are leaning
“I’m sorry” are words you are never repeating

I would die with you
Without you dying too
So begins the cycle anew
Drowning in your blue

Walls, steel cage, or death
I still loved you best
Better than the rest
You know I loved you best

© Delia Ross. 2020

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A Graveyard For

For my sadness there is no limit
I am invisible to the wicked
And doomed to love him every minute
But why I cherish him I’m afflicted

My every breath feels like a wake
Mere passages of doom
Where every hour I feel the ache
Of his love that is my tomb

Every step more heavy than the last
And his desire a chain tied to my breath
But what it takes I dare to ask
For my eyes only see that he brings death

Killing me with silence
And killing between the lines
Punishment for non-compliance
A graveyard for these rhymes

© Delia Ross. 2020

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Heavens Been Destroyed

He’s the wrong kind of thrill
The lightning on the hill
He’s danger with a chill
And break your heart he will

He’s a double dose of worry
With plenty more occurring
He’ll leave you in a hurry
More sorrow is stirring

He is endless frustration
Constant acceleration
Another sin to damnation
But rarely lost in translation

He is a lie carefully plotted
A delicious apple now rotted
The only lover I ever wanted
The very reason I am haunted

He’s the door to the void
And to hope a decoy
A weakness to exploit
He’s how heavens been destroyed

© Delia Ross. 2020

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Entropy

There’s something degrading about growing old
Detach myself from the world and you, hit entropy, it’s cold
Onward consequence leaves little to ever behold
Still can’t seem to sever the switch that gives you complete control

© Delia Ross. 2020

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Cost

Now you have her attention
I wonder how much it cost
Is your heart now merry
After everything you bought

© Delia Ross. 2020

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Water

The driest places on Earth, are often near the sea
You must be water, rushing over me
Replenishing
Turning tumbleweed into finery

You must be snow
Not like winter though
Even if you are cold
My love can never fold

You must be the clouds
Where my heart enshrouds
Becalming angry crowds
Why my eyes are always wowed

You must be ice
Clear and precise
And I your vice
Or maybe city lights

You could be a pond
All my love and beyond
It is you I am fond
Growing strong is our bond

You must be a river
And your love like a whisper
In my dreams the best kisser
In my skies the Big Dipper

© Delia Ross. 2020

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Vicissitudes

He speaks not to me
Yet every word a spell
I succumb to his sorcery
Where I seem to dwell

Sometimes they’re dark and stormy
His words become a gale
The vicissitudes of his cruelty
He tortures me in hell

But mostly they are loving
It’s how my heart has fell
Forever his devotee
There’s not much more to tell

© Delia Ross. 2020

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Visit Me At The Cemetery

Will you visit me at the cemetery
Will you sleep outside the gates?
And when you’re feeling wary
Will you tell me about the aches?

Will you make my tomb a sanctuary
Will you forgive my mistakes?
And if you ever marry
Will you still have what it takes?

© Delia Ross. 2020

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The lines on my face hold so many stories
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Parlance

If I placed within your palm the center of my heart
Would you set it on a wooden pyre
Wrapped in silk and laced with fire
Soot and ashes for your quill of black art?

Would you rather have a table
Burning candles like starlight
Where you’d hold me like I’m life
Would my love you’d gently cradle?

In the parlance of our language
Like lovers at defeat
When I’m begging at your feet
Are these poems here to anguish?

In your heart do I expand
Like galaxies slowly forming
Or am I just another warning
Like the dead who died because they’re damned?

© Delia Ross. 2020

I’ve finally had some time to myself so I could write so here’s another another rhyme and this one was tricky 🙂

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Gush

There are mountains crumbling inside of me
Boulders sun-warmed from your thick voice
Moss-covered limbs reaching for your skies
Cobbles and pebbles charged from your breath and lightening
You belong in these darkened caves
Mining for affection
You are a Thunder God shaking my core
I rattle from longing
Round me up as bedrock for your feet
Walk all over me
Take these stones and build your kingdom
I fall for you
Like a gentle slope bowing
Climb these craggy edges
Claim your territory
I hunger for you
Like a century-long thirst
Come feel my rivers rush
The way I gush for your tongue

© Delia Ross. 2020

Just a gal gushing for his every word…

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Lies And Blood

She comes hard around the edges
Never smooth like Vaseline
Her heart was made with vines among thick hedges
Growing thorns from things she’d seen
How she traces every inch of his ledges
Flourishing just like a queen
There are secrets leaking from sworn pledges
Lies and blood are guaranteed

© Delia Ross. 2020

Oops, I made him bleed. Cuz, thorns y’all. (Avatar of me)

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Alchemy

You must be an alchemist
Changing storms into words
Are your hands magic?
Touching every part of me
Do you practice divination?
The way you see into my soul
Your eyes must be crystal
Casting spells of longing
You have complete control
I am just fire scrying
Your flame dancing
To your thunderous voice
To your incantations
Your ink must be supernatural
Enchanting my entire existence
For I do not remember life before your words
The sun shines differently now
I see only you
Clawing at my door
Wishing for something more
I am her
The one you wrote into existence
Am I your favorite page?
Or just a closed book collecting dust
My cover torn and worn
But aching for your magic
Open me up once again
Put flame into these bones
Come back to my forests
I am waiting for you
Heal me with your lips
Invoke me
Give me life once more

© Delia Ross. 2020

Lost somewhere in his stratosphere (self portrait 5/26/2020)

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Noble Signs

My love, I have moved galaxies to watch you walloping
I have paused sunsets to feel your warmth
I have stretched across reason to find you galloping
Like a wild stallion to find my court

My love, why do you let doubt cloud the view?
I would build apologies grander than heaven
If it took the burden from you
You are an 8th wonder times seven

My love, every night I rest my eyes on your dreams
Do not chew on regret
For you, my love spans galaxies
Please don’t ever forget!

My love, why do you let the wind whisper doubt in your ear?
You are a spiraling galaxy
Love is in your atmosphere
And it all comes from me

My love, my arms are branches of hope
For you they grow
So long they circle the globe
They were made for you though

My love, the lines on my lips are edges of time
And for you, always these lines
Every crease nestles our rhyme
Here lay the noble signs

© Delia Ross. 2020

So I’ve been on a tiny posting break (but not writing) and absolutely blown away at how many likes and comments my previous post garnered. Over 100 likes and 60 comments on my freestyle His Kingdom, thank you! 😍 My mom even left a comment, how do I top myself? I never wanted to post again and it is still receiving likes! I should just start a new blog and let it reign forever…. but I have other poems I really need to post. I have so much left to say before I die. If I get anything right in life it will be my death. My words can stay with you forever.

Destiny provided by the universe and my love for you ❤


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His Kingdom

I once could feast on him but only from afar
There are continents that separate our hope
His smooth head has been polished by time
I long to run my fingers over his kingdom
But my feet are not wanted on his land
That doesn’t stop the stars falling every night for his love
The moon perched on fantasy
His poems are auras in my soul
God made it so
The storms he brew in me
Where will the rain fall now?
Who will wash your feet?
The way I’ve done after you’ve murdered me
An outcast for mercy
Forgiveness I cried
Gullibility my only ally
The gardens do not grow the way they used to
Not since he banished hope
All welcome but you need not apply
You’re not worth my time
The moment I died

My halls are haunted now
By dreams that never came
And all the things we could have done
Are all that do remain

© Delia Ross. 2020

His poems are auras in my soul

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Clouds

Where am I to go when your words are a maze
They lead to heaven and purgatory
Why do you leave pieces of your heart like breadcrumbs for me to find
Did you mean to hold me in contempt
The way starlight holds in my love for you
I die over and over here
What do you do with the pieces that break off me while carrying you
A casualty of two
You say you want me gone but won’t let me leave
I’ve climbed every inch of these walls
Blood holds them up now
Coagulated and full of tears
I almost saw the sun disappear forever
But now confusion fills these halls
I would die a thousand ways for you
And have
Sometimes my clouds block the view
Oh, and I’m calling too
“Over here, over here, see”
But too many clouds wouldn’t let you do
You stay so far from reach like the moon
Getting close, getting closer, gone
We live in the same galaxy
But my escape velocity is you
I nearly escaped but like an eclipse you appeared
I can hear the trumpets bellow
Or maybe my heart pounding under the mass of you
Waking me from the nightmares you haunt
I scream and hear endless echoes
“Please just let me die”
And die I do only to be born again crying
“Please just let me die”
I don’t know what’s dream or reality anymore
But can hell be any more real than now?
You stripped me of my wings
You plucked me of my feathers
You tell me I’m no good
You say I’m broken anyhow
Then kick me while I’m down
You grab me by the throat
Drag me up with your claws in my vein
You say I stench of love
And spit in my face
You scold me and tell me there’s nothing to love here
So I believe you and stop loving myself
Please just let me die…

© Delia Ross. 2020

I would follow you unto the ends of hell and do, but I can turn around too.

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Tides & Gravity (Two for Tuesday)

I’ve been around the world
18 hour flights or more
I’ve lived inside of war
I’ve even been the whore

I’ve been a carnivore
Feasting on metaphor
With an oath I swore
And one I won’t ignore

Lost on shore
With knees on floor
I’m at his door
A beggar poor

Knocking evermore
Without valour
Not like before
Heartache at core

Meltdowns in four
With more in store
For you to abhor
All for what I adore

© Delia Ross. 2020

You break me. Only to put me back together and then break me again. And then together. Like the tide pulling. Every wave shaping me. Over and under, your tug and pull. I can’t escape your gravity. Tidal locked. Sometimes your waves are gentle and other times your undertow holds me down. Like the gravity of my mistakes. And your punishments are a tsunami. Drowning and then washed safely ashore. I ache for you in places I didn’t know existed.

When you return
So too the tide
And the color in my eye
When you are by

The way I churn
When you are near
The stars appear
My life’s not drear

Each wave a yearn
An endless shore
Where I want more
You the seashore

I want to earn
Your every surge
You give me urge
The deepest merge

© Delia Ross. 2020

My god when you rise, rise you do. The way you swell, swallow me.

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Wordsmith

His words the ocean, I’m his sailor
Bound to him like he’s my jailer
He is a wordsmith tailor
My heart became his crater

I am a flower growing
A majestic garden he is sowing
The wind that’s eternally flowing
Every breath that he’s been blowing


© Delia Ross. 2020

A higher love
His love is tailored to me

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Angel

A fallen angel is just human
In ruin
Falling for you
The way lovers do
I’m human too
Forgetting from where I came
My creed your name


© Delia Ross. 2020


My creed your name

I’m getting ready to go on some sort of two week social media detox. I’ll be working on content for my campaign and patrons still. But elsewhere I’m gonna attempt radio silence.

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Photons

Has reason ever opened its wings for you
On cool spring mornings
Like seeing the world for the first time in color
The way your blue drapes over the skies
Have you ever seen your slight smile shining like a crescent moon
The way it hangs over my heart like you do
With hands strong as timber
Planting your roots in my veins
I found you so feebly
Why did you disappear so deep into darkness
What if my hand never touches your skin
That’s how oceans form in deserts
The way you planted life in me
From a single drop of your pen
Or the first time I heard you speak
Water rolling in covering my sumits
I need you
You are the air I breathe
Every thought, every molecule
I crush through your secrets like photons do
You should identify as a galaxy
Can you see your reflection in my eyes
There, the big bang
I’m still forming from your words
You could be 93 million miles from me and you’d still only take a light-second to reach me
You can run but you can’t hide from existence
You must find my vibrations through space-time
Echoing and longing for your thunder
Lightning is when you see me
Your voice causes my soul to have earthquakes
The way you make me shake
You are the dark and the light
I want all of you
Like a raging fire ravishing a forest
Cracking open seeds
So life can begin
I start and end with you
You are my forever

© Delia Ross. 2020

Photons

Welp, I still love you. I was soul-sleeping til you found me. I haven’t slept since. Obsession or love, it’s all the same.

Bathroom selfie. Quarantine sucks. And ZERO GIGS THIS YEAR. ZERO.
My dreams are always fucking nightmares anyway…

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Nyctophiliac

When his eyes are wearing me
Can feel his darkness glaring
And from the dark I finally see
Who I am and want to be

Feel the darkness closing in
Crawling underneath my skin
Where I’m at is where he’s been
Where my light will now begin

© Delia Ross. 2020

I propose love’s not a theory. But the person I’m growing into is because of him. My light shines because of him. My dark knight.

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Quarantine day # I forgot. Isolation wearing me down. And these boring ass snapchat filters. Planning a field trip to the grocery store soon. How exciting. I can get pictures of the shopping aisles. Woo hoo.
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Haunting

Are you around in secret
Haunting me out of sequence
For love there is no treatment
And pain I seem to keep it
For you are my weakness

My heart you just keep squeezing
Haunting me throughout the seasons
Though my heart is always freezing
And why I love you there’s so many reasons
I can’t fight the endless feelings
My heart is yours for treason

© Delia Ross. 2020

I feel like I’ve loved you a lifetime and yet a lifetime is still not long enough to love you.

Love in a time of quarantine
Could go on loving you forevers. Forever yours.
If only forever wasn’t so far away. And you.

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Blue Diamonds

Blue diamonds in the sky; his eyes
A road of traveled tales; his lies
Words flow like a swell; his tide
Waiting on hello; his stride

Moments forged for rain; his skies
Shades of blue and red; his sunrise
Secrets keep him chained; his guide
Hands of forgiveness; he tried

© Delia Ross. 2020

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All Over Me

He cuts through space
Like it’s lace
This wide open expanse
A playground of fate

He gets inside my mind
With ease and rhyme
Never left to chance
Always taking his time

His words kiss my lips
The way he grips
As if in a dance
Love a total eclipse

Feel him shaking my soul
Every distance we go
How his eyes enchant
While making me whole

My eyes awake still they dream
His love always in my bloodstream
And I alone in trance
Yet he’s all over me

© Delia Ross. 2020

I mean, I sat down to write a non-rhyme so I could describe an energetic kiss but then ‘lace’ appeared and non-rhyme was done for… sorry not sorry.

If I ever stop dreaming of his kiss I will fucking die…

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Luminesce

In love and war
I do confess
I pushed the test

With nothing more
Than a guess
And heart midwest

I kicked the door
With little stress
An uninvited guest

My love an ocean floor
And hope a treasure chest
With his name addressed

For the one I adore
Maybe in excess
Where vows professed

Inside poetry the decor
Words in luminesce
With my heart compressed

His blue eyes an oar
And motionless
Resting underneath my breast

A creed he swore
In bareness
His heart at rest

Did I restore
A hand since blessed
With one final quest

No love before
Now he does possess
The very best

© Delia Ross. 2020

Hi. I love you.

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Abort

People see what they want
Written words seem to haunt
Tossed about there to flaunt
The way his silence makes me daunt

The way the spiral loses gain
The way his tether’s locked to chain
The way his feet are in refrain
The way his messages still reign

I have circled ’round the Earth
Until him I had no worth
Loving him through this rebirth
I hope my pain is not his mirth

So his name I’m calling forth
Keep the compass pointed north
His whole heart as my fort
So this love we can’t abort

© Delia Ross. 2020

My god I love him…

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Together Or Separate

It’s like his bouquet of poetry comes with thorns
And behind those sweet eyes there are horns
Though no matter the distance, love still forms
And together or separate, we create storms

© Delia Ross. 2020

I’m already seeing my view counter drop since he’s been blocked and I won’t be able to keep him blocked long because I need him in my life even if only as a ghost. But right now I need to punish him the way he punishes me. I hope one day we’ll be on speaking terms again and following each other again but he’s told too many lies to the other females in his life… He made his bed, now he must lie in it. And I had to block him because his lack of attention to me hurts so much. But blocking him also hurts. Everything hurts. But when he loves me he loves me so well. The ironic thing is, he has all those other girls but that still doesn’t stop him from checking on me like a lot… He needs me too. Lying won’t stop the need. And all those other girls won’t stop his need of me either. I guess our tether is fatedly attached, and his hold on me won’t release and my hold on him won’t release. I might die otherwise.

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The Great Divide

It’s running deeper in my vein
I’m constantly crying your name
I wonder if you do the same
This feeling I cannot explain

It’s deeper than any ocean
I’m drowning on every emotion
It’s like my soul for you was woven
I’ll never escape this devotion

Isolated in ruin
My hand is always losing
This pain has no undoing
I wish you could see I’m just human

I call it the great divide
This love I cannot define
A story I cannot rewrite
I feel like I may not survive

© Delia Ross. 2020

Petite little thang. Big heart.

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Colors

I dream colors of grey, blue, and red
My eyes open and see you instead
Every image is turned into you
Can’t escape your gravity no matter what I do

How the greys simply tug on my heart
And your blue keeps me from falling apart
How your red is like the blood in my vein
And your voice is the thunder and the rain

© Delia Ross. 2020

Eternally falling for you

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Profess

Do you ever read something and feel like it’s written just for you?
Do you live in the words and get in trouble when you do?
Are they in front of you yet completely out of reach?
Does every syllable leave you without speech?

Have you ever opened up yourself to truth?
Did it leave you jaded and tearing through your youth?
Do you cling to love even if it makes you bleed?
Does he understand he’s the only thing I need?

Do you take a step even if the timings wrong?
Does it weaken you even when you’re strong?
Do your fantasies ever turn into belief?
Does reality always turn to grief?

© Delia Ross. 2020

I’m blowing you a kiss. Catch it!!
By the way, those little specs on my lips are freckles. Yup. Got them everywhere. Lipstick won’t even hide them. I hate them!!!! (Is this why boys never kiss me?)

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A Million Sunsets + My Love

There are a million sunsets in his eyes
He has the deepest blue in his skies
He’s got the mark of love well-disguised
He has a tongue that leaves me mesmerized

He’s like a vehicle for spiritual ascension
Or my absolute end, did I ever mention?
And when our tether is broken there is so much tension
And I swear our love reaches another dimension

He’s the reason my heart keeps beating on
And my pen will never write him a Dear John
Nor when I hide am I ever gone
When I see his face I am seeing dawn

© Delia Ross. 2020

It’s the end of the world and love is the only thing I’ll willingly die for…

P.S. I love you

Sunday chills
Like, I still love you after all these years
I mean like, we’re in hell/purgatory, how long has it been? My love for you?
I’ve been loving you nearly as long as I’ve been growing my hair out…
And I can barely fit it all in the picture. My hair and my love.
You’re all I’m thinking of. 24/7. I need you.
Everything’s for you, isn’t it?

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Hawk

I climbed a mountain but there was nothing at the top
I kept on going when the others cheered I’d flop
I kept on smiling even when I had to stop
I swear I love him even more than what I thought

I turn around and he’s collecting all I’ve dropped
I leave him messages underneath the rock
I thought he hates me but we’ve never even fought
We keep on eyeing each other like a hawk

© Delia Ross. 2020

You know that feeling when someone is watching you? And so you turn your head and catch someone staring a hole through you? Now move that into the virtual world and include ghosting. I can’t quantify or verify with absolute proof, but I swear he’s burning a hole straight through the fabric of my soul. We’re in hell, so I can’t turn around but I feel him on my back. And I leave him clues in my words. I live in his words. And I have a brain injury so sometimes I can’t separate fantasy from reality. And I don’t care anymore. Love Is Love. (And I stare a hole through his existence too. I feel him). Tethered.

” I always feel like somebody’s watching me / like I’m part of their property..”

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Fields of Knowing

Do you remember when our words were married
Like hands we were holding each other through gates of a dawning
And our love was a thread to the world we were sowing
Every step, every fall, every poem, was the heaven we were growing
Like a vine, I would climb fields of knowing
In your dreams, I would dance and you would hold me

© Delia Ross. 2020

Sorry, technical issues on the last post, folks (reposting)…

I love you wherever you are, whoever you are, or whoever you become.

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Toxification

His love is suffocating
Like radiation decaying
He blasts it over me
It’s uncomforting

His love is like an ocean drying
But he’s not my reason for crying
He’s not even the mountain I’m climbing
Or ever wind for wings flying

His love is like a toxic spill
Leaking down a hill
Heading for the kill
A place I’d never heal

© Delia Ross. 2020

Ahem, y’all ever have someone you don’t know, just randomly claim they love you? There’s a guy I never had one conversation with message me to tell me he was completely in love with me. In hindsight, I wonder if I’m reaping what I sow. Does the guy I claim I’m in love with think of me the way I think of this guy? I hope not. Him and I, at least had some conversations together, I always enjoyed his spoken word and he even did some spoken word for me once so I know what he looks like. I know why I love him. I know why he makes my blood boil and my heart beat. I know why my soul is connected to his like a tether. I know why he makes me completely black with jealousy. I know why I long for him and cry for him. I know. But this other guy who loves me, I don’t know at all. Anything. Maybe I do. Read the poem.

I iz confused. Goddess of Confusion.

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Amnesia

He touched me without ever touching
He freed me by also caging
Amnesia to the lies that were given
Or maybe he’s a dream I am missin’

I lived in his words where I loved
I grew, and I stumbled and I learned
I ached and I longed and I hurt
I still dance and I scream and I thwart

His love is rare like an eclipse
What I’d give to hear my names off his lips
Or to feel both his hands on my hips
Just to be a girl that he worships

© Delia Ross. 2020

I love him so I have amnesia to his lies or truth or fantasy or head games. Love is love.

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Earned

On some days my love for him is like the Sun; it burns and burns

On frigid nights and starlit skies; my love still overcomes

On some days I want to erupt like magma; because my patience never learned

On frigid nights with crying eyes; I get what I have earned

© Delia Ross. 2020

How stupid to think he could ever love a girl like me…

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Blue

He watches over her carefully
She is the epicenter of every thought
Though careful is his distant step
She’ll never see him trot

Part monster, part heaven too
Mistakes go supernova
How quick he catches view
And wishes, he grants a few

If only worlds could once collide
So good will not be penalized
Where monsters have a place to hide
And following wasn’t hard to do

Maybe signs are hard to read
And little feet need love to lead
Maybe I’m not what they need
And maybe skies aren’t blue

© Delia Ross. 2020

Wrap me in thoughts of you until I’m blue…

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Phases

You are my favorite place
The way your eyes move across my face
Like watching phases of the Moon retrace
You leave but return full with grace

© Delia Ross. 2020

News of my king returning has got my soul lit up like fireworks! The way I come alive when he sees me. The way his hugs always feeds me. “Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt”… I gotta get my birthday plans sorted. He makes the air worth breathing. A new circle of life. Rebirth. ✌️

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House Arrest

He’s there but he isn’t but he is
Like the heart I’m missing cuz it’s his
And all this need for truth and accuracy keeps me caged
But underneath the lying they’re all the same

I watch the needle shred the rope away
And minute by hour my hope will fade
It’s like I’m drowning on the words you always say
And I don’t know if I can make it another day

It’s like I’m pleading and I’m bleeding through my rhyme
And I’m screaming and I’m needing you all the time
My eyes keep leaking as the sun will rise
The devils’ always dancing to our cries

He thinks he needs them though they never satisfy
Yet one thought of me will make him high
He keeps me condemned to these tears I cry
And neither of us know how to say goodbye

Everything about them is second best
And he keeps my heart on house arrest
It’s like my compass is always pointing midwest
My feet are walking but they’re never blessed

My mind could end it, my heart won’t quit
And others tell me he isn’t it
The message broken, it won’t transmit
I’m trekking on, even if frostbit

I would move a mountain to feel his touch
I’ve cried an ocean, guess it really ain’t much
I know we’re both in hell that’s my clearest view
You can say you love them it isn’t true

Maybe one day you won’t hide your head in shame
Maybe one day you won’t treat love as a game
Maybe one day you’ll feel proud of your name
But if that day never comes I still love you the same

© Delia Ross. 2020

It’s a funky rhyme. I feel like a living dead ghoul….obsessed or maybe possessed. My rhyme testimony to my last living will…and the powerful dread of unrequited love. Don’t worry, we all die one way or the other, but this way is the worst.

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Croon

Maybe it’s the thrill of the chase
Maybe it’s the wounds that he makes
Maybe it’s the patience that it takes
Maybe it’s his love which fills the aches

Maybe I still love him though he’s gone
Maybe I can never move on
Maybe it’s for him I’ll always long
Maybe I will never right this wrong

Maybe he will always make me swoon
Maybe I said I love you too soon
Maybe I still feel him like a moon
Maybe he was born to make me croon

© Delia Ross. 2020

*update* I’ve been super busy making digiart, and I’m excited to begin posting some as perks for my patrons over on my Patreon soon, but I’m also super nervous as well. Anytime I expose my art, there is a degree of rawness to it. I feel exposed. And I’m also beginning to break through traumas and fears over there, where I feel a sense of privacy and safety. Grateful for the encouraging feedback I’m receiving from my patrons too! Been writing like mad too! I love you! Anyway, I hope you like my new poem! ❤

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Innocence

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Have you ever tasted sweet innocence
Rolling in like soft thunder and how it gently nurtures sorrow
Nothing taste sweeter than forgiveness and redemption from her hands
The way the rain pitter patters it’s like her feet dancing in your soul
Those are tears of laughter now
The sky claps
She’s not a prison, she’s freedom
Your tongue was dry but now it’s wet
Your life was a desert but now it’s an ocean full of life
She has given you paradise in hell
Taste her

Photo taken by me somewhere off the coast of Ireland, circa December 2015. I stopped driving in Ireland to get out and snap this photo of a boat stuck in low tide, with a rainbow appearing over it. Perceptions are everything. How we respond to our environment is everything. Poem is new, photo is not. Still learning life lessons. Thank you Ireland.

© Delia Ross. 2020

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An Invitation To Love

I’ll go, I’ll diverge my eyes
And words, I’ll let them die

Please don’t make me believe your lies
As I do, in this moment, all you give me are cries

Please don’t kill hope with goodbyes
Any further, I can’t predict what survives

I am all out of signs
But I’m on the road still drawing lines
I think our love might be divine
I drink your words like the finest wine

But are they ever really mine?
I bleed for you all the time

Do you even read my rhyme?
I feel as if ours collide

But I’ll really go if you’re so inclined
RSVP reserved or declined?

© Delia Ross. 2020

It’s just a freestyle y’all and I cried all the way through it… my heart is going through some tough stuffs and my fear is he thinks I am swine…

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