Siesta

Lazy afternoon, Head heavy, Eyes drifting Sleep calling To the wind Whispering, Through the leaves. The Sun stealing in Through slatted windows, Golden ribbons Of warmth Across browned skin. Blood running In busy, Concentric circles Through the ears, Like shallow waves Marrying the shores In a shady cove. That hour of solitude Where quiet sings…

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Disposable Girl

She was that disposable paper cup you use to quench your thirst with, once, but wouldn’t keep next to your expensive china. She was disposable. She was that summer fling in a tank top and a racy bikini who you took to your hotel room but never to your parents. She was easy. She was…

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I Need This Man

I don’t want a man who Solves my problems for me, I want one who Solves my problems with me. I don’t want a man who Shows me how to get things done, I want one who gives me space To figure it out on my own. I don’t need a man to buy me…

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