sherra. : Writing

Shiver

Shiver

A Poem by sherra.


I wear your heart on my sleeve.your actual heart though, the one you tore from your chest and gave to me.there was sweat beading on my forehead on the..
Canvas

Canvas

A Poem by sherra.


I like to get my feet wet in a myriad of acrylic paints and make a mess of them with you.Our toes leave neon prints across a floor of pristine white.W..
Oblivion

Oblivion

A Poem by sherra.


The parallel to a poem I wrote four years ago.
rage

rage

A Poem by sherra.


It’s the twitch of your fingers against marbleshallow, painful breaths,the narrowing of the eyesnever feeling at ease.There’s never enough..
I Am

I Am

A Poem by sherra.


i am sight and soundi am musicbut music cannot be heard in outer spacespacea never ending vacuumthat sucks up my wordsa black hole stretching me'til i..
Kiss Me.

Kiss Me.

A Poem by sherra.


Run your finger tips down my cheek, Make my heart pound, And make it hard to catch my breath, Kiss my lips, Explore my mouth, Push me down, again..
Nonsense

Nonsense

A Poem by sherra.


Cookies and cream eat at my spleen. Re-fried rice is a sacrifice. Dirty feet don't smell so sweet. The beautiful snow covers the floor like a sheet..
Unknown

Unknown

A Poem by sherra.


Talk... Before I fly through the silver sky. Tell Me... Because I am here now. Try... If I'm already gone, to Follow... Because I need yo..
[No Title] Hand-written June 6th, 2008

[No Title] Hand-written June 6th, 2008

A Poem by sherra.


Something I wrote the last day of school.
Too Many Ideas In My Head.

Too Many Ideas In My Head.

A Poem by sherra.


To the point.

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