Parting

Purple sunshine rested on your shoulders
you flinched at its familiarity.
Rose colored glasses still perched
I gazed on with young-girl eyes.

Chandeliers floated up to listen in
and you so easily let them in our story.
Young boys recounted their lives with glee,
I curled my masochistic toes in lust.

Winter scarves lay nearby smelling of you,
blueberries and strawberries flitter-fluttered.
My nicotine stained fingers looked for a lifeline,
as you sat in the sun and let me down gently.

Bordering

Though wasted lead casings make her bed
and old war wounds resonate on her skin,
Don't ask her to choose this time,
She has reclaimed her right to Stay Still -
To love the the enemy in Peacetime.

If it's love

if it really is

It's there in his kiss

yay! yay! yay!

rain

hookah

fingers

shoulders

balcony

mirrors

trip

alone

quiet

urgent

lips

love?

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cynic

To Rita a.k.a L.T

I wanted to let you know that I miss you. You were a part of my blog when I was more carefree and happy without a reason and untouched mostly by grief and my faith on friends and friendship was unwavering. I love even thinking of you and how good you were to me and my friends. Please email me sometimes at sureamugly@yahoo.com so we can tell each other about our lives!