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I feel the breeze in my room...
a night breeze of sage and sweat
wafting along in the Summer night.
It takes me back to another day...
It takes me back to Valley nights,
and standing guard in Encinitas.
It takes me back to the San Luis Rey,
snuggled under a blankie with my girl.
It takes me back to hot tub nights,
and swimming in the waters of Misson Bay.
It takes me back to parties on the beach,
and making love with a long-time crush.
I feel the breeze in my room...
a night breeze of sage and sweat.
I only wish that you were here now...
to join me in this cool summer breeze.
--RKJ
a night breeze of sage and sweat
wafting along in the Summer night.
It takes me back to another day...
It takes me back to Valley nights,
and standing guard in Encinitas.
It takes me back to the San Luis Rey,
snuggled under a blankie with my girl.
It takes me back to hot tub nights,
and swimming in the waters of Misson Bay.
It takes me back to parties on the beach,
and making love with a long-time crush.
I feel the breeze in my room...
a night breeze of sage and sweat.
I only wish that you were here now...
to join me in this cool summer breeze.
--RKJ
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Love
Kiedy czujesz woń bezduszną utoń w niej,
bo serce potrzebuje tego nie głowa.
Ty nie kochasz tej miłości sercem,
ty jej nie rozumiesz.
Pozbądź się ciężkości,
pozwól sobie na to co najgłębsze.
A dojdziesz do miejsca w którym zrozumiesz...
Że miłość po prostu jest.
Wiersz mojej koleżanki. Pozwoliła na publikację. B.G.
Literature
love your mistakes
I've fumbled around with hearts before,
and let them fall. Cracked fingernails, walked into
doorframes, bumped into people and hesitated too long
to open my mouth. Moments passed me by, often.
Occasionally, I was brave, and fell hard on my nose.
Was bleeding and embarrassed for the pain;
and the proof of it, the blood.
Said "sorry, but," or didn't say sorry at all, ate my feelings
or starved myself for them, carried my guilt around with me
until it made me sick and lose my appetite,
drowned my hand soap in the toilet,
didn't stretch after exercise and was sore for days,
kept my distance to those reaching out to me.
Pushed my pain asid
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I love you doesn't have to be said
You like to think
that you're not emotional, but
yeah right, I've seen you all
worn down before, you didn't cry
but you might as well have,
I see your drunk I love you texts
and the way you try to go around
words to make me feel better
and the time you take to stay
by our side and it makes me realize
that you're just putting up a front,
that really you will miss
walking side by side with us
even though you don't want
to admit it
I love you too
I used to like to think that I
like being alone, that I could live
my life all by myself because
people are frustrating, careless,
they will abandon you
with the slightest nudge when
they are th
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Sometimes, things like a sumer night's breeze stirs fond memories.
--RKJ
--RKJ
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