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I am the tiger. I lie in wait for you among the leaves broad

Recite a poem. Read the first page to one of your favorite books.

“ […] Light your eyes at the flame of the lusters! Kindle

Just because I’m a ever-changing zany who wants to live

Dagmar Krause making an astounding version of one of my favorite

I love all of you, even the parts of you that are rough and raw

aliascquinn: You can’t and I know it, so I hold on while

aliascquinn: Hell (short) - C. Quinn

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Here’s a drawing of Robyn Whyte reading one of her erotic

story-dj: Love As The Stars Went OutPoems from my new poetry

wicked-naughty-diva: Save yourself. “Give me the waters

mr. newsman - my beer poem.

Mmm… More beautiful spoken word shit.<3 This one is

goodluck-godspeed: It starts small The shape of your teeth The

“Give me the waters of Lethe that numb the heart, if they exist,

“A thousand half-loves must be forsaken to take one whole

“Give up to grace. The ocean takes care of each wave ‘til

sweetsurrendermm: sumisa-lily: “A thousand half-loves must

missvalkyrie1: sumisa-lily: sweetsurrendermm: sumisa-lily:

sumisa-lily: “Give up to grace. The ocean takes care of each

sumisa-lily: “A thousand half-loves must be forsaken to take

Support me on Patreon => Reapersun on PatreonPrompt: @sassydoctor9:

every wall of her room was a collage dedicated to her friends. 

objetpetita: Handwritten draft of one of the last poems of Sylvia

objetpetita: Handwritten draft of one of the last poems of Sylvia

victoriousvocabulary: TROUBADOUR[noun]1. any male wandering

So it wouldn’t let me post an audio link for some reason.

thoodleoo: this is a conversation, or a poem of sorts, i suppose,

gvldngrl:My soul writes poems of you in words that don’t exist.

story-dj: Love As The Stars Went Out. A collection of poetry

fa-sabrun-jameil:Mother says there are locked rooms inside all

Writing poetry is like a breath of fresh air- Relievingdestiny-idgaf

I am a single flower Who was plucked earlier than the rest And

tattoos-org: My tribute to my love of poetry and my great grandfather.

memoryslandscape: “Don’t give me anything to remember you