-
Sleeping In The Snow
Pink roses, picked from my garden, surround my soul as I sleep in the snow. My heart is a green, glittering emerald, heavy in my chest, with envious energy. My hair is black, tied up, baby blue scrunchie, and I’m all screwed up, anticipating spring, some kind of place where the sun can reach me,…
-
Talking In My Sleep
I just want to infiltrate your intuition, I want to let you live in the dreams I’m having. Being mortal never suited me, but I do it for you, because you make it less exhausting. I’ve been talking in my sleep, but you’re not here to hear me, blushing subconsciously as I sing you love…
-
The Way To My Heart
The way to my heart has never been a mystery, or a shadowed, scary path. There is a map, drawn up and down your arms as I lean into them at sunset, a clear trail of helpful hints, snaking through your living room to the bedside table, where I place my lipgloss and my earrings,…
-
Goodnight Guy
Glittering sky behind us, as we ascend and amaze the applauding universe. I tell you that I won’t tell a soul, but your name is sewn inside my smile, and everybody knows that I only smile for you. I kissed you at three AM in a desperate dream. It felt so real, that I was…
-
Pick Up a Book and Learn Your History
Our pages are torn and tarnished, our past is vandalised and hunted, and so we grasp at every colour of the rainbow, holding tight with wounded hands, to bruised chests, with broken hearts. We are a family, related by our rejection, meeting once a year, all over the world, some bursting with pride, some in…
-
Subscribe
Subscribed
Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
Sincerely, Jennifer x 