Free-Verse | Crystal Letters

There's beauty in the silence. I hope you learned your lesson. I hope because you played with fire - That

Baby, Says

Baby, You ain’t a baby anymore. Hold your skin up to the mirror and tell me what you see. Let

Stallion

There you are. In the middle of a dozen crowded buildings. A farmers tan caresses your skin, You cast

The Shocks

Crushing a cigarette in that ashtray Twisting your foot on the grass I'm not to be stepped on I'm not

One day I'm going to take this city by storm. I'm going to talk about the things that matter. Because

Blossom

Let me take a minute. Let me collect myself. I wrote this thing for you. Put the metal to the

The ants have taken uphill Carrying individual pieces of my heart Seared by fire Doused by rain And smeared in

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Hey, This is short notice, But I ought to be going. I ought to be running on my way, taking

Your lips and words So smooth Like a purée Blended up and neatly placed on the tongue To indulge And

Hey, Babe. You look like you've got something missing. Let me grab you a drink. Take my hand for