Tiffany K. Charles : Writing

Your memory

Your memory

A Poem by Tiffany K. Charles


Sweet is the sound that rings from your lips. The way it pronounces my name. In each syllable that it speaks. Rings volumes like bells from a massive ..
Untitled

Untitled

A Poem by Tiffany K. Charles


As smooth as a marble surface. As cool as a tall ice cold cup of water. As deep as the deepest ocean on earth. That's how you can define my worth. As ..
Scared hearts

Scared hearts

A Poem by Tiffany K. Charles


Discarded are the ones left behind a broken heart to peel off the rusted taint that has been left to tarnish. Ever bound to find nothing was ever brok..
The Prince and the Lie

The Prince and the Lie

A Poem by Tiffany K. Charles


I thought Prince charming was mine. For the longest. He pretended to be.Until one day I saw Prince charming....wooing another lady.... then I knew Pri..
Love through elevation

Love through elevation

A Poem by Tiffany K. Charles


I fell in love with a peasant, who was as good as the luscious green mile. Loving, caring, and sooth, with one stroke of his hand my heart was booked...
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untitled

A Poem by Tiffany K. Charles


I desire to hold you like the night holds the stars. To feel your energy passing through mines. Endlessly connecting and expanding into a new abyss. W..
Fire

Fire

A Poem by Tiffany K. Charles


I reached out and touch the sun. It burned my soul a thousand times and more. I needed to sooth my desire for lust and was stung by cupids arrow. It s..
Alice in Transition

Alice in Transition

A Poem by Tiffany K. Charles


I chased your love down a rabbit whole. I followed it through the depths of my heart. I ran until I couldn't see at all. The mist that holds us apart...
Untitled

Untitled

A Poem by Tiffany K. Charles


Sweet is the sound that rings from your lips. The way it pronounces my name. In each syllable that it speaks. Rings volumes like bells from a massive ..
Stages

Stages

A Poem by Tiffany K. Charles


I fell in love with a peasant, who was as good as the luscious green mile. Loving, caring, and soothing, with one stroke of his hand my heart was book..

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