Esthệr

  • Black Crow

    And am I better for it? Love learned lessons from the cold. And am I crazy for it? Love warned warming up to know. Will I find peace within it? Peace that it could have been so bold. Will you come dance through it? Hands joined, swaying, the black crow.

  • oh darling

    Oh darling, you can heal your heart. -the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself.

  • Goodbye.

    Goodbye she sang, kisses soft, a knowing that the last tear fell in smiles, in fact. ~ Goodbye she hummed, soft fingers down his back. Hm, he asked? Shh, just relax. ~ A resolution lives in letting go. A resurrecting soul, she was ready to grow. ~•~•~

  • free

    I free myself of past restraints, of urges to cling. I let go even if madness flows, for I always return to me. I’m sweet though, a pink rose – thorns sharp as can be. I’m just protecting my heart, you know, because no one else protects me. I love so big, just want to…

  • came and went.

    She slouched down dripping wet with cum and came, another person’s sweat. She twisted and slid to accept what was left of a late night stop by, cold caress. She just did what she knew. She just loved who she did. But the lack of reciprocated-ness raped her longing, his indecisiveness. -See ya.

  • Open.

    Open your canteen, and pour heart rain on me. Open your window, let your soul breeze take me.   Close the lid, I get trapped inside, a mindless ride – a mind-list trick – headspace cry, crevice, lied, retouched bride.   Am I burning? I was just turning – a figure danced inside her midnight…

  • But

      You are my heart. – Lost          

  • stitched.

    the way it feels, an ember burns, the sky turns deep purple.   madness creeps, an in-between look through blinking tired eyes.   is this the way? stitched together, that which beats inside.

  • dorothy.

    there’s magic in her eyes, a rain of falling whispers, a soul of golden waters, a taste of sweet surrender.   there’s a dark cloud of longing that hangs in her sky, but she is the light, a rainbow shining by.   a practice of patience, a song of wishful pardon, both occupy desire —…

  • grow.

    a child of the universe sat for a moment, then looked up at the sky. all of the pain from being a human flooded her heart, rain poured from her eyes. she thought back to the whispering moments, trusting in those that she loved. she thought back to the glimmering moments, shining on those that…