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..I might post this in the self-help section..and dedicate this to Everyone

Love dries up

Where nervous writers

were never meant to paint

those nakes bodies sprawled 

on my canvas

ready to be known

take me, she say’s

she doesn’t care where

believing in someone else’s

imaginations

and plans for her

more than her own

called caregiver, my creator...no?

Man s;s...woman....please don’t confuse me,

with someone else

you love too much more,

than words will be able to spell

to spill

to sprawl

through 

onto

this page....

...like our bodies

slithered across the

glowing dance floor

late, into a night

into a night.

the darkening 

of those worlds, woods, would's...just please do.

submerged. 

Claw!

You inspired all my best writing....

you think i care to thank you?!!!!!?

yeh. 

Reviews

[Zoe Marie Ross]

Good poem

[Anastassia.S]

:) thank you