Author: Freegrandmaa

I wonder what it’s like
to need someone
to want
to fully merge the self
in a game of predator and prey
to be prey

I wade
within the union of opposites
I birth with ease
in this sweetspot

I really want all black clothes
Rings on all my toes
My cute button nose
My heart on my sleeve

With a certain closeness

comes a blurred space of birth

That steadies and is fragile to touch

A well known power

But there

suddenly I have strings too

Oh no

I must rid myself of strings

I must control myself solely

My habitat is movement

I came alive in motion

Most times

I’m a moment of closeness

Grasping my waist and form

Wholeheartedly

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to be free

I can’t control

what they see

And I don’t break a sweat

cause I’m seeing too

I keep these types of things to myself all the time

Like how they’ll see everything

.

Oh,

no good is that

I’m a slick vicious
a sweet tune
the shock of love
a cold stone
light form of a feather

There’s a wooden brick house
no worries
Never on time
not exactly
there
It’s rests between the desert
and the middle of nowhere
Guarded by charcoal beasts
perched on the rooftop
Salivating
Pouring shields
Where are we
That house
wasn’t real
I’m the only one who sees it

Did you lose me baby
in the tumbleweeds
by the mire
my mere lover
You seek to admire me baby
Are you proud?
Are you proud of me?
.
Lady fly away
give me something to miss
•~∆|☀️|∆~•

I knew you were forbidden
from the moment you wrote me.
This is a minute risk.
You are safe with me.

I dance around my grounded sun
I ask her if it’s okay
She moans
and says
worry not of the sacrifice
Her purpose is to die each season
to remind us of light
how it feels
lay a dose of her