She loves the sunsets Something she told me today The colors she mentioned Were red white and blue I said it reminded me of orange creamsicle She mentioned ice cream Which makes perfect sense Then we turned the corner And she said just one more time “I think sunsets are beautiful” This is one ofContinue reading “Her”
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Love Bubbles
He made me freeze in my steps And in my thoughts I could think of nothing else But having him To myself -Saschia
Rose Roots
Roses dug around the root May not bloom again But placed in the care of a skilled planter Its chances of flowering increase -saschia
The Miniature
The statue was miniature A nude miniature Nude because it’s art Even though the miniature looked quite real He indeed was not
Retreat
I have retreated from the battlefield and left my fears to rot I have pitched my tent and opened a flame -Saschia More poetry at Jayne.Press Snuggles
Snuggles
Snuggles are of most value to me in intense bite sizes. Just tight enough a hold to release my breath and only long enough to keep me missing you. -Saschia
Choppy
Waves rush over me I sink in and let them run their course Breathing in uncertainty exhaling relief until I’m released back into still waters -Saschia More at Jayne.Press Airy
Airy
A soft glow of light just outside my window hums a tune that takes me away for a moment. Under my down comforter I sip from a glass that doesn’t quench and air out all my thoughts that lack depth -Saschia
nowhere
jumping jumping from thought to thought they lead I lead but none of it feels quite right -Saschia More at Jayne.Press…. Art
Art
A place where rules can be bent and logic defied where man is winged and birds speak this is where I write from and also from my heart even when it seems meaningless it is something it is a piece of me and I will continue to leave bread crumbs for myself because for someContinue reading “Art”
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