"fill the paper with the breathings of your heart. "
i don't know how you stumbled onto this, but i am thankful.
here is a bunch of midnight musings scribbled onto paper and tucked into my heart. the poems are often choppy and rough, they are often satin and smoke. bear with me. the story might be unclear, but it's me falling in (and then out) of love. so the order i posted it isn't necessarily how it happened, but the way i felt it made the most sense. which is why my style has changed and evolved (i hope) in certain poems.
my newer work is, in my opinion better. my personal favourites are (you can only read those or read 'em first or whatever)
-"so what are we"
-liability
-midnight runs
-forgiveness
i think they get progressively better.
comment all your feedback. constructive criticism is encouraged.
i'm here for recommendations, questions, or just someone to talk to.
kisses,
- s
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midnight // love poems
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