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Pretty Lights Sky Dancer
my eyes glisten just thinking of writing this
a month later and i’m still fragile over you
a month later and i’m still focused on you
dorothy, toto and sophia; one is me, one is truth, one is you
did they tell you what a force you were?
takes a force to take a force
for what you deserved and what you were
I was forced to leave them all
tickled my spine, jigged those knees
please optimistically transfer her into me
desperate to discuss the novel fear of the wheeze
with someone who isn’t so desperate to please
please remember her for how she made you feel
not how it felt to lose her,
not how it felt to see the channel 5 news:
nameless at first, riddled with dark intuition
icy negroni and a yellow puffy jacket,
flower over pen, but also pussies and pens
yes, windowpane, i fucking remember
how sweet it all used to be
lacking any preordered premonitions,
disgraced by my own ambition
false and lonely dedication
abandoned by you, by them, by intuition
flack from my own ego,
cruel farce from the boys club,
way up you go,
fighting for the ignored nub
swirling embraces superimposed onto city skylines,
which are which?
overlapping the stars and lights of the horizon
who used to be which?
witches fly on the wind,
lovebirds float in the air,
fireflies dance above the bushes
knock quietly, she is watching everywhere.
spinning flying doll joined by her prince tarzan gulliver
together found in the ether,
some of the best love between woman and man
“she looks like a dancing star”
love can fall apart but it doesn’t go away,
debris becomes all consuming,
mimicking beauty by creating pain
love can fall apart but it doesn’t go away.
a new barrage of celestial chores with him,
waking up the galaxy with smiles and cocktails
drawing cats out of constellations
carefully encouraging and nurturing: typical.
Granada, ciudad soñada por el poeta
Lavadero del Sol (Realejo, Granada)
Xq ella ?? Pues xq ella ah estado cuando mas la necesito 😍😌 Xq me ah demostrado mucho en tan poco tiempo X eso la Amo 💙✝💙 #24 #ALBZ @ammybarz12
💘 / Si Dios me dio la oportunidad de conocerte no quiero perder la oportunidad de enamorarte /💘 #ALBZ 👫 #XXIV @ammy_barz12 😍🙈
a wonderful friend with a beautiful mind
We are in the same boat. I wanted someone to love me and care about me and I didn't know if anyone did. That's a part of being lonely. But I've basically been independent my whole life, so I understand that friends will be there. It's just a matter of time to find someone I truly like, more than a friend. Which I really think is not in Windsor. So, you are on the stages of finding who you really are and what you really want in life. :) so it might be rough, but it will be smiles in the end.