She wasn’t ugly Not by far Actually, she had a pretty face A face you’d see in the mall Maybe the girl across from you buying panties and a bra You know the one you smile at and politely say excuse me to She looks like she could be your favorite cashier Or someone whoContinue reading “She’s a Pretty Mistress”
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Caffeine
Nothing picks me up The way caffeine does I should say more But what else can I say When the energy is low When I don’t have much to say Caffeine saves the day Yaay -Sasch
For Tomorrow
I was tired today It was a lot of Just showing up today A Just get this done for Tomorrow type of day -Saschia
Gold
The beginning was fascinating Then it got wild A slow descent An upward battle The type of alone that isn’t called solitude I fought myself Shed to the bone I searched for gold I found home -Saschia
He’s a Portal
The trees fall away I’m left with stars and bodies merging Clasped hands and Throats stuffed with scrolls We dance and drift into spirals He searches my mouth I search his heart This is the life we choose Separate but together -Separate
Pieces
I can place the pieces on the game board And attempt to guess my opponents wishes But, there’s always that chance They could give up Or surprise me I’m not much into games But like most others I do prefer certainty -Saschia
Desired Destination
Here we are again Bound to the same choices An endless loop Of learning to say no to the things That don’t seem so bad In the moment But cross my Clear set boundaries My boundaries are not a challenge Or a suggestion They are the streetlights and guardrails That keep me on the rightContinue reading “Desired Destination”
Demon Eyes
I’m not waiting for my blessings. I’m collecting them I Tack them to my wall For future reference Souls locked away For my own enjoyment You know, Husbands fucking wives Wives fucking husbands Making babies cry Making writers write Making me rise To another dimension That’s some human shit Tell me about it -Sasch
Not That Type
I do want to avoid this I’m not the waiting type I get what I want I’m spoiled rotten But impatience keeps making me Pay the price So now I’m over here Forcing myself to focus So I don’t become that good wife Sitting around waiting Like maybe he’ll come home Just To feel thisContinue reading “Not That Type”
Ok, go ahead
Unwrapped Unhinged Dressed down to get them to see My eyes Look at me Stay out of my hair Get under my nails Oht, did you just yell at me? I wanna chase you but I won’t Float away Go, go ahead now
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