Between The Lines

It nearly did me in to be honest and it took a lot of careful consideration on whether I wanted to leave my blog open. But this is still goodbye. I quit it all.

Hello Farewell

Too many choices

Carried Through My Storms

He makes carrying me light as a feather when for him it must be a stone

I Need

It's a bird, it's a plane, no it's a micropoem!

Won’t Do

He'll have it all, just not me...

Never

Unrequited love number 19,000

Being

A complete freestyle

Peaches and Cream

My tongue is sweet and sour...

Vacancy

My heart is vacant and loyal but only to him...

Perfection

Perfection doesn't exist, well, not really but...

Light-years of Love

Freestyle rhyme of infinite love and longing

In Bloom

Midday non-rhyme micropoem

Woven

My starlight in the night is his existence

Noose

A deeply sorrowful poem + commentary (with hyperlinks to nerdy stuff I've done)

Angel Queen Darling

To her, his very existence was a miracle. A sweet micropoem.

Her

I see him, I hear him, I feel him like no other.

Unrequited Love on Tuners

Do and don't of love on Tuners, listen free now

Source

Goddess of Confusion / A poem + photos (because why not)

One Thing Is Certain

Death or love

Tide

Take me with you please for there is no life if you are gone.

Doll

His doll to love or destroy

Trixter

A poem about suicide that turned into a convo about suicide awareness + a gig memory & photos

Dead Anyway

All woe is me post halloween

Dreamland

Lead me to you

You

You are priceless and the only thing I want

92 Million Miles Away

When they come together it's like an eclipse, rare and magnificent.

Clean Dirty Mouth

I got a filthy, fuckin' mouth.

Love, Sensuality, Devotion

If only he knew how hard I'm trying, how very much he is loved. Love shapes, molds, and changes us into the best versions of ourself.

Things (but mostly love)

Things written while mostly smitten (micropoems)

Safehouse

He left me high and dry

Perfect Form

"Gimme that cold shoulder like “brrr” I make a snow cone with it, sir" - Alexander Ebert

Regolith

The Moon and I have an alibi, you are the reason we cry.

Destination: Love

Love is where I'm going but it's never where I've been

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