#crushing thoughts

[jaxsonpoetry]

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“Congeladas bayas, vienen a vida bajo el cálido beso de la primavera, yo vengo a vida bajo tus ojos como los rayos del verano, derretirme en un charquito a tus pies…”

-¿Un cuento renacimiento o uno de pesar?

“Frozen berries, they come to life under the warm kiss of spring, I come to life under your eyes like rays of summer, melting me into a little puddle at your feet…”

-a tale of rebirth or one of regret?

[apuddleofpoetry]

The Walk to the Frisbee Field

She radiates through the height of an October’s day sun.  

She absolutely beams–her voice crescendos from her typical piano to an obnoxious fortissimo.

Her crush of long sandy gold locks walks a few feet in front of a boisterous trio of introverted ambivert thespians.   

[jaxsonpoetry]

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“I’ll play honey, if you play molasses Let’s see who melts on who’s tongue the fastest”

-Things I’ll never say out loud

[jaxsonpoetry]

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2:50 am

I had midterms in the morning

11 am

But we craved cigarettes more than sleep

I craved more than just that

But I wouldn’t tell you 

A few flicks of your fifty cent lighter and

the cancer stick comes alive between your lips

Y o u r  l i p s—

You nudge me, I’d been staring too long

Oops.

Smoke tumbles out, weaving through your pearly whites and

into the night air

The tobacco smell fills my nose

I close my eyes in thanks for the smokey gift in my lungs

I watch your face

Constellations dusted finely along your eyelids

I wanted to lean forward and make a wish on each glittery sparkle, but

it was past

11:11 pm

And the Turkish Silver, had me too far gone

Oops.

[raineymunokami]

Idealistic fellings getting killed. Then i talk to him and im like fuck man.

[raineymunokami]

Every since that week we kept having conversations with each other i couldn’t help but think damn no wonder i liked this dude. He'll walked over if i was sitting outside or he just knocked on the door to speak on something. i noticed he brought on some weight or it could just been the shirt he was wearing. Even by the way he walk he looked built as like how guys would walk as they have been lifting. I could tell he didnt shave for a minute cause his beard started to fill his cheeks up, and the roughness it brought to his face was guredo A. He would usually have it lined up down his jawline, i never cared for that. Damn how i wanted to tell him he shouldnt cut it. But he would’ve probably wonder why, then that would’ve murdered me. I can't help but notice everything about him. Its major points. Anyways Conversation started to end and he walked off cause he was on the phone at that time. I pulled one of his moves and asked “what he was fina do?” cause thats what he would ask when i started to drift off, and he did what i would do turn around. Then the conversation continues like any other night, me liking guys. He’ll tell me he got somebody for me and ill tell him “you already know” and hell act confused like we haven’t talked about it. I talk to dudes. And he’ll just laugh. the thought hits me does he just want to keep talking to me on it or im just over thinking it. I hate to think things like these actually are something. He has a girlfriend….

[grannyshome]

Boys

I wouldn't mind holding him in my arms Or letting his head lay on my torso In fact, I'd enjoy it! I just want to be able to have him All of him to myself.....

[raineymunokami]

every part of that conversation runs through my mind and makes me question things about you. For a boy why would you even be interested in hearing about my type