Tag: milk
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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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Reflection: Me and Poetry
Me And Poetry Every time, I’m feeling down. Poetry picks me back up again. It’s my old school neighborhood and trusted friend. We tighter than frosted flakes and milk on a Saturday morning. That subtle taste of sugar is enough to keep me going. Love always, Esha <3
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Spoiled Plans
Spoiled Plans The milk’s gone bad. So we turn sour cream into aging cheese. We turn butter with sublime ease. This is what we do to make a living we turn spoiled plans into working dreams. Love always, Esha <3
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Just A Taste
Just A Taste To me he is dark chocolate drizzle With chucks of roasted hazelnut Dripping into a river of splashing milk Even when we’re done It’s never enough A richness to sensual to give up We breakup to make up We wake up to make love We swirl and become one Cuz…
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Counting Days
Counting Days with furious determination i count the days until i see you again… lover, confidant and friend we are split peas that come together to make soup you are the tither to land that my arctic heart grasped onto we are miles away but the journey is worth it to me to…
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