Paper Crumbler…

Adapt

I am not perfect. But, I am, a work of art. I require intimacy But, also love to go hard. I am pain. I am fire to your flame. Rain to your shame. Calm to your lost frame. When I paint or snap away. It’s my heart leading the way. Many intricacies, qualities, emotions and … Continue reading Adapt

Rising

Sad eyes become magic eyes with light Stay bright , AIR – with fight Whether April, May or Heat Waves It’s designed. Sweet air eyes.

Status

If i no longer write a sentence, at a minimum, or send voice texts and you are only getting gif’s or one word responses from me… I’m no longer interested and have not blocked your number as you still serve an agenda. If I do not respond and or stay quiet. It’s because I might … Continue reading Status

Surreal

Sometimes the demise of others in some form creates humor for the rest whom need light and fun. Not so to laugh at them but, to see a bigger picture. Life is surreal like that.

Et tu, brute!

I smirk when I have forecasted what I see. Open eyes, mind listening, game running. Question is, do i stop it from happening?! Predictability is not always conscience.

Touché

I have a secret. I’d like to tell you about it one day. I’m not entirely proud of it. But, I am. I know you won’t judge me And would rather get to know me. Concluding actions are unknown bee. Emotions take a number. Sometimes I’m out of control. Last night 3 sheets to the … Continue reading Touché

Two and Wine

I grabbed something of you and created something I’d like to blow up and give you. As a “fuck you” of course. I call it “Lotus” I know you’ll love it. I hide but, I’m here. June remains a force dear. If May is it, I’ll compromise with fear. Better not diss me twice; as … Continue reading Two and Wine

Ink bleeds-

I didn’t ask for anything. all I need is time. All I’ve cared for is presence, while not present before attending. Instead you’d rather divide it with nine. All I want is faith. Faith that would lead your heart as mine. All I ask for is respect before I devour your crimes, nines and white … Continue reading Ink bleeds-

Emerald London Blue

What you said and did after saying it hurt me. I don’t even know thee. The universe has a plan bee. That’s why time will sow a tangible deed. Fucking thoughts creep. Sensations strong and gleam. June is ready for that hard headed dweeb with rough edge brings. Waves, grapes and cheese. Silly me.

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