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If I wasn’t busy I wasn’t of value. If I wasn’t overwhelmed  I was unproductive. Capitalism doesn’t teach rest. Rest must be discovered and then gentrified  Through the will of the laborers  Through the hearts of the giving.  The giving never take  The takers never give  Death is inevitable so… Giver, take the rest and  Slow burn.

I’ll give you flowers  And unconditional love  I’ll make you a promise of  an infinite amount of hugs  I’ll fall asleep in love with you  And wake up ready to make more I’ll spend my life with you  If you want the same, just be sure  I’ll share with you all of me And you already have my heart to store  I’ll spend my days walking next to you Until one of us reaches the final shore  I…

There are days when I know I should love me more Days where I feel sick of me My anxiety unleashing my insecurities There are days when I wish I loved me as unconditionally as I do others Days where I don’t meet a single condition My gut rotting with feelings of inadequacies There are days when I love me just enough Days where looking in a mirror isn’t hard My self worth fighting for my…

I want to love all of you Not just your smile but the reasons behind it too I want to love your mind, body and soul I want the good, the bad and the best of you I want all of you Not just the present but the future too I want to know your past and love your current I promise to love all of you in recurrence I want to be loved by you Not just the parts but the whole of me I want to know…

I love it when your cheek is pressed against mine My heart beats as if it’s its own drum line And I have to remember to breathe Like my lungs are caught in the Gulf Stream Your energy running along my coastline Warming my waters, deepening my seas And You pull back as I inhale Absorbing the scent of hope Of a kiss, a hug A love that last for all of the whiles And There’s a twinkle…

He came to me like a poem Sudden and fresh Thoughts of him rest at the tip of my tongue My words willing to dive into his chest at the risk of never being returned His melanin coloring my pages His roots deep and protected My verses must carry weight to reach them Sweet enough to be swallowed whole Real enough to be remembered with reverence His voice echoing my spoken word My stanzas…

Sometimes I start two or three new pieces before one comes to completion You’re still the muse This is just the latest edition I used to want to write someone like you into my story But I couldn’t have imagined a ‘you’ all on my own My version of you would’ve been boring Like Rocky without the Stallone. I’m more than smitten Some say I glow We both deserve the best me I’ll continue to…

Look into my eyes and tell me what you see A twinkle perhaps ‘Cause your face shines bright to me Listen to my heart and tell me what you hear A drum perhaps ‘Cause it beats wildly whenever you’re near Touch my hand and tell me what you feel A gentle grip perhaps ‘Cause one day I may kneel Take me by the hand, hold me by the heart My love is abstract, you can call it art Endless…

I’m afraid I’ll fall pray To the beauty in your smile Or the ‘home’ in your hugs I’m afraid to become too attached To the smell of your skin Or the taste of your kiss I’m afraid of losing me By getting lost in you Or loving you more than I love myself I’m afraid of losing control To admit that you have the strings And know exactly how to tug them I’m afraid of the past Of repeating…

I’m sitting in your favorite chair The latest version at least In the same corner all the others have been In the same corner I watched your hair turn grey. I’ve sat here every time I’ve come Trying to absorb the lingering memories The laughs, the yells, the conversations in Tagalog that were too fast for me to understand or the Visaya I couldn’t understand anyway. Maybe I always sit here…

I wouldn’t dream of making all of yours come true, but I’d be happy just to watch Maybe even take part in a few It’s your smile that draws me into you And your laugh that makes me smile too Maybe I’ve already fallen into your beady eyes, a dreamy hue, I take pleasure in just looking because You’re such a gorgeous view Amazing what a chance meeting could do Now I get excited at just the…

Lately, when I think of you, Poems start to swirl in my head Like flowers blowing in the wind Some are “cheery and happy” and I want us to frolic in a field of sunflowers as the sun begins to dim Some are sexy and sensual and I want to lay you down in a bed of rose petals and kiss your every limb Some are just silly and written on a whim like a lily pad with no frog to swim And maybe I’ve…

I want you to lay under the sky with me as hues of green peek through backlit trees I want to look over and see you smile back at me as I hold my breath and take in the view of you like I just pressed ‘pause’ on my screen I want you to lay your head on my chest and tell me about the things you’ve seen, the good, the bad and everything in between I want you to look me in the eyes and tell…

I’ve never felt comfortable on my knees Praying for insight or reprieve Hoping that heaven is listening or that the devil hasn’t seen. I’d rather stand at the intersection of my pain and release, the place where my fears and truths meet. I couldn’t pray for clarity or peace My words abandoned behind gritted teeth As I struggle to steady my own heartbeat. I’d rather run towards…

I want to say “I love you” But Saying it out loud means I could let the hurt back in. I don’t know if I’d survive another heartbreak But I’m willing to risk it all if you’re willing to love me whole. That’s not something we can guarantee But In the moments when I feel safest with you, I’ll whisper those three words. Because maybe if I say them softly the recoil won’t hurt as much as my…