Venezuelan
Twenty-something
Come take us, just rapt us. We’ll follow along.
Very small lies come with smiles. Always better than no love.
I’m no fool. I’ve been told this may cost half a heart.
But I’m hers and it’s mine. Take it all. She’s my…
My mornings, the start. My eyes opened wide.
My fire, all the sparks. My world going ‘round.
The snow and the gravel, the liters of miles.
Bumpy road, quickly hold on!
All of ours hopes fearing we’ll drown.
Baby love, stay afloat.
Come take us, just rapt us. We need you some more.
Fragile life that won’t smile and the other one born.
Ticking storm leave alone this poor soul dying to love,
The only woman that he’s found…shakes up the ground.
my hands were full with time in a bowl,
I’d have a taste, I’d lay me down and up I stared.
the clouds haven’t moved for months
and the sun looks just as bored but here we go.
strange hand came dipping in and got a taste.
“what a generous offer!” and I had a taste of hers.
holding hands and plopping down, the clouds begun to race, the sun has found his space.
her hand in mine, two starry smiles, singing “look at what we found”.
spilt laughs and all the wine
on my precious white
stained my face with blush
what will your parents say?
well you’ll be gone
pages ajourned
until long.
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source unknown x 2
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Hitting the road for the week. Goodbye Austin, hello roadtrip!
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Coffee by Yelena Strokin on Flickr.
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Diabetes here I come!
What the
god damn it
why must we play god




