

SunflowersOnce upon a time there was us Shining, warmeverything was golden Foreshadowed by clandestine encounters Your hair and mine entangled in messed sheets There was no time There was no loneliness, emptiness that clutches At the back of your throat and does not scream It was only us. We lived on sunshine and drank the rain Walked through puddles of endless hope with soggy feet Our heads in the sky, heady criminals, partners you and I A modern day bonnie and clyde on bicycles, owning the streets Of the bridged town with crying skies We lived our days without schedule, witSunflowers


untitled thus farthere is something in me that beats louder than your heart can feel I dont know what volume in you speaks my language Only that I turn you down over and over, Because you are too much, not enough your eardrums vibrate with the most careful breaths I take the hot whispers and turn them into fireflies,untitled thus far
An electric sonnet that touches me in quiet places, My vagrant love, his fairytale anesthesia is lullaby simplicity, to sleep to dream to wander With broken faith and guitar strings Grey light stains the sheets we're sun starved, hazy. I still cant figure out wha


AlignmentShe can’t put her finger on exactly what is missing So she covers her face with her palms and Declares she’s missing everything And she doesn’t know exactly what she wants So she just wants a little of everything And if the difference between love and being in love Is reciprocation then she’s definitely lacking In all departments she is sold out Because she gave her heart to sleazy sell outs And the sum of a heartbeat and how many breaths In a lifetime will never equal out, Because it’s all fully dependent on the alignment Of body times heart times lungs times soulAlignment


The center of summerThere is no room for our love here The candles remember what love they illuminated And refuse to hold a flame These walls are too transparent, they can all see us now Hiding here with whispers and rings encompassing Lungs that have forgotten how to breathe without you and I am alone here with your pictures and paintings that will not let me forget the center of you bright and proud, just like I left you covered in acrylic and glitter with yesterdays newspaper covering the rug in march we were so much older than we are now the months have reminded us how small we are  The center of summer
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tanya simpson
rockstarvanity@volunteers.deviantart.com
gallery moderator, horror + macabre photography
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