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All consuming

Ever growing

completely in your hands

I gaze up from where I kneel in awe, waiting at your command

You always ask

Never order me around

You hold me soft like glass

It is me who offers to hit the ground

Everything I have

You can call it all yours

The very shirt off my back

Every ounce of blood or sweat that dares to leave my pours

I would make you your own alter

I would hang the stars in the sky

My adoration could never falter

Doing anything at all to make sure I keep your light

- Trash

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The weather is lovely

We take a drive around the block

I can trace the shadow of you frame

And smell the smoke that would waft as you walk

We crack jokes in the car

Sentence too close to one of your own

I can hear the way it’d leave your lips

And the raspy laugh and smile that glowed

I flip through pages

trace my finger across photos inside

And for a moment I forget

You aren’t in my photos of pride

They ask if I want to go down stairs

See the clothes you’ll never wear

I fake a smile and wave it off

What’s the point if you aren’t there

- Trash

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I want her in a tender way

Tender the way that little kids first learn to be gentle with lady bugs and let them crawl over their hand

Tender like the way that on the end of a summers day a park bench is still warm from the sun beating on their metal

Tender in a way that has me rolling and draping my weighted blanket over my waist so it almost feels like an arm

I want her in a soft way

Soft in the way you laugh after getting home from walking the dog in the winter just for you both to slip the minute you step inside

Soft in the way you wrap yourself in a freshly dried blanket simply to bask in the warmth

Soft in the way I hold my own hand under tables when I’m nervous because maybe it’ll feel like she’s there and I’m not alone

I want her in a desperate way

Desperate like the way you fight to break waters surface after jumping in too deep

Desperate in the way climbers claw at the edges of jagged steep cliffs in attempt to hold on

Desperate like the way that I clutch my phone waiting for her to tell me it’ll all be okay

And I want her carnally

Carnal the way ice cream drips down your forearm and how you like up the race tracks in attempt to erase their sticky prints

Carnal in the way leaves growls growing at the backs of peoples throats and teeth marks on necks

Carnal in the way I have to pause when I read her words and how my fingers twitch to touch her skin

I want her

I want her tender and soft and carnally

I want her as a mess and put together and even when she doesn’t want herself

I want her and I have her

And now I want her in a way that’s not a want at all

I need

- Trash

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Pretty like moonlight dancing over still water

Listening to music and enjoying the nights beach

Simple but so gorgeous you can’t help but visit

Looking out and imagining what’s just out of reach

Cheeks so rosy and pink like a flower

But everything you touch seems to bloom instead

You’re presence like light, an all enveloping power

One I don’t think I’ll ever try to shake loose

A moment of you’re time and fragments of you day

I hold them in my palm but the pierce causes no pain

Stained glass in your honor, made in your shape

My knees touch the pews, when I pray it’s your name

- Trash

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There are aliens in the streets

One of them bags the fruit at my favorite farmers market

Two of them are my best friends parents

Little ones run around parks chasing rays of light

There are aliens in the streets

I watch them and the way they gather

I watch the way the congregate for music and celebrations

I watch the way they scatter at the sight of dark vans

There are aliens in the streets

But there are monsters in the light

Monsters that rip them from their homes

Monsters that chase them down

There are aliens in the streets

But there are monsters in the light

And these monsters call them scary

But aliens aren’t the ones picking fights

- Trash

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Painting on hard wood

Socks up to my knees

Leaving but not for good

Lies that I used to believe

Drives to art galleries

And getting sick in the car

Drives to different states

Missing you not being far

when you were still you

Sharing a twin bed

You’ve upgraded to a queen

Efficiently cutting thread

Blood is thicker then water

But both can help you drown

Blood was thicker than water

And then you skipped town

A glass frame on display

You’re face is right there

But the family that surrounds you

Isn’t one we share

- Trash

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Lips to skin

Teeth to flesh

Cravings so strong

Just for a touch

A touch to a taste

A night to a life time

Fingers dancing across flesh

Only in my mind

A thought like a drug

One hit is all it takes

Blood pumping fast

Begging, please call my name

- Trash

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Lessons I’ve learned

Being untaught

Reversing bad habits

something I’m not

Bruised knees from my falls

Palms full of scars

Not used to being caught

Looking into open arms

Im not good at soft

They have taken too much

But i sit trying to mellow

Skin sensitive to touch

Learning to be better

Becoming someone whole

Not wanting to be broken

If I’m going to be yours

- Trash

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If your memory was on loop

If the day was forever the same

But always complete new to you

I would still call your name

I would still chase your heart

I would still make sure we were never far apart

If it was my job

To remind you of what we had

I’d do it for centuries

Without a thought to be mad

If you always needed reminders

If you always forgot you were mine

I would ask again every day

Keeping us forever intertwined

- Trash

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Car rides in the summer

Trips to the store

Funny colored hair

Joking even more

Flipping hair you do not have

Cigarette pinched between your teeth

A smile tinged with whiskey

Your beard against my cheek

Skin bushed bright yellow

Breathing going week

Tonight I lay my head down on my pillow

Praying to gods who never speak

Praying that when I awake

You’ll still be here with me

- Trash

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I am not a patient woman

I’m restless with every tick

I am not calm

Every hiccup followed by a twitch

My eyes not soft

My hands too rough

Thoughts not pretty

And tongue too sharp

But pupils dilate at her name

Fists unclenched with a thought

A thought that comes sweetly

A name that’s said so soft

I am not a patient woman

A sea always in storm

But I’ll always warm my tides

If it means her frame along my shore

- Trash

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To be the weed growing beside a flower

To know my roots will steal from her supply

To be the Gardner ripping weeds from the ground

To try and prevent the damage I know I will cause

To be the house that blocks her sun

To know she will have it all and sometimes none cause of me

To be the nasty broke one

The one I know she will try to fix

To know she feels the same

And to know I cannot stop it

- Trash

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Your face in my hands

Simply to hold

Only to touch

Skin to skin

Cheek to cheek

Only to feel what makes me weak

My eyes on your frame

Simply to watch

Only to absorb

Heart to heart

Chest to chest

Only to hold what I want so much

- Trash

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I have compared people to the sun

To the moon

To the stars hanging in the sky

To the galaxies

and the planets

And the milky ways flowing by

But none of it is her

When I see her in my eyes

It’s tunnel vision, surroundings blur

In her palm I fear I lye

I could say she was the sun but bright would not encompass

The shear amount of light that she leaks into life

I could compare her to the moon, but ethereal is not coverage

Glowing nor beauty is a proper label,nothings quite right

I could compare her to the stars but that would be fruit less

Second best to the sun, a thing already second to her outright

She is not the sky or anything that it could hold

She is here she is close

She is earth

She is home

- Trash

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“I’m bad with words”

I’m not

I’m great with words in fact

You don’t ever put me at a loss

How can I tell you that I see you in the clouds

You’re eyes in the trees

Your laugh in the wind

How do I say you never leave my mind

I carry you into every conversation

A thought with every tick

I am great with words

I have even more when it comes to you

But words are so heavy they linger in air

So I bite my tongue instead, withholding in fear

- Trash

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Second place

First to lose

They more you give

The more they use

I try to be good

Try to wring it from my bones

All they see is bad

And maybe that is all I know

Before me comes everything

That’s how I was raised

Now it’s how I live

What I’ve grown to hate

Second place

Second rate

I could be half off

No one would take the bait

- Trash

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More recently I’ve been in a writers slump, and instead of riding that, I’ve decided to open up my asks.

So I cordially invite you to submit words or themes,quotes, even pictures or paintings , you could give me a color if you wanted. And I’ll work something out of it.

Please don’t be shy, I look forward to any and all submissions

- Trash