Category: toward
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Sweltering Heat
Spicy words taste like Tabasco dreams Speak jalapeno to me Like cayenne peppers blowing back sweltering heat Speak sriracha to me Like hot sauce mixed with red chili’s and vinegar Desiring a feeling of numb lips Brought on by scorching truth You can never be hotter than the searing sun It shines for the world…
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Unseen Tomorrow
Sometimes, the heart doesn’t know… Yesterday from tomorrow It seems like the days all run together The seconds blur into minutes Followed by inconsequential hours We look toward the unseen Like a fawn searching for their mother’s face, Fresh out the womb Procreated quickly but birthed too soon The future is based on the present…
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God
God i stretch towards the winding, cloud filled ceiling reaching, pulling for a better reality than the one i have been given as a creation, i draw closer to the creator i draw closer to God. Love Always, Esha
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