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Uneducated
I find it hard to read your mind, and the sway of your hips, and the curl of your lips, because my Father thought that education wasn’t for women, and so my eyes are humble and still so young. Your eyes taunt me. Hazel, hypnotising, my heart is helpless to the honey that drips, down…
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Can You Keep A Secret?
My heart grieves for a time when my love was seen as uneventful,unremarkable to everyone but me.When I would stare out into the setting sun,atop warring waves,and my love was safe in a way I can no longer feel. I miss when I could kiss and nobody thought it was their business,or something fitting of…
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Woody Woodpecker
I decided to travel through time today.Taking myself to that tree in my old back garden, four houses ago,back when I would perch on the branches like a lovesick, precocious owl.I used to write you stories,sweet scenes that I could never really enjoy,but pushed myself to provide anyway,because I loved you,(you don’t need me to…
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Pillow Princess
Sliver of sepia, a single strand of your once immaculate hair trails across your face, hanging over your navy gaze like a noose, and my neck breaks, in the most beautiful way, because I can’t and won’t stop staring. One hand in the pocket of your jeans, as you chew on lips that have long…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 