Monthly Archives: February 2016

When he speaks…

He speaks to the woman that she is, when he tells her how beautiful she sits apart from all others he has known He speaks to the little girl inside her, when he holds her with his interest although millions … Continue reading

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From ribbons to soft curls

How shall I kiss your curls tonight? For the woman you have become no longer resembles the ribbons you wore when I last saw you How shall I put aside the pins ¬†of that bow? The ones that tattoo my … Continue reading

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Realising my heart belongs to a thug

I have done many things wrong in life. I have loved too soon, given too much to people who did not even deserve to be considered in my life, cried way too long over spilt milk and even dived into … Continue reading

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Promising ‘forever’ to a married man

So he calls everyday. Early. Late. On the bus and just before work starts. He is there, always, except he is not yours. In real life, he is married. You know this, you have always known this, however he tells … Continue reading

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Hurt, again

  The set, the stage, the act The lights, the chairs, the chatter Fingers pointing, eyes wide opened Ears bent in to every sentence The old umbrella, the master chair The way the script appears new through direct From an … Continue reading

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