Tag Archive | Saint Paul
8/28/16
Know it could be you. You ain’t close to ready. So what’s a girl to do? Waste some days with you? Maybe a month or two?
9/20/16
Ain’t asking for commitment. Know I wouldn’t get it, And you know I’m a realist. No regrets with sharing secrets. Tell each other, knowing we’ll keep them. Kisses keep them sealed. Legs wrapped around each other like there’s no chance That we could leak them. Treating one another like we’re independently dependent. Far more than […]
8/23/16
Sitting in this elementary school and it’s hard to not think of where you’re gonna send him someday. Not to imagine what his teachers name will be. If he’ll be excited to make new friends. If you’ll ever get so many phone calls from the principals office that you two become best friends. Being around […]
7/12/16
When I love, you get it all Every ounce, every drop Let the guard down. Let the walls fall. Full transparency, That amount of trust is scary. So I barely bare me. Lust driven therapy, Won’t lead to marrying. Coming off as bold, cold and uncaring. The way you been staring, Does all the sharing. […]
9/12/16
Both belong to someone else. Someone new. It’s something blue; something borrowed. Put back on the shelf. Out to dry. What’s left to follow? Hard to love with a heart that’s been hollowed. Lack of reason, not feeling, is the reason you cheated. Yet still when I sleep in, Your face comes to creep in. […]
2/26/16
To every straight woman I’ve met that’s ready to test the waters of lesbianism: I don’t know why you all so often choose me to help with your possible transition, but the already shocking and steadily increasing amount of “straight women” I’ve shared lips and limbs with makes me somewhat understand how you’re feeling, see […]
2/24/16
Overtime in every way Learning lessons, Earning pay The brain can’t be gauged on the wage They say, your age says it all Well it just may Cause with each passing day The game gets easier to play.
2/25/16
My favorite of all women, is still the most unavailable. Still hopelessly in love with no man that will ever deserve her. She tirelessly spends all her energy on trying to make it work with him. I know it won’t. The universe knows it won’t. What difference does it make? I fell for her at […]
Always Coming Back Home To You – 8/2/16
My city makes ’em pretty. St. Paul. Where a dimes conversion rate exceeds 50. Like the value rises once you cross the Mississippi. For me, Minne girls can move way too quickly, They tend to be risky, so crossing that river gets tricky. Bridges join where our lips meet and dam currents into streams, While […]
Expressionism – 5-31-15
Lucky for not one, but two. Metropolitan playgrounds, feeding off each other. Saint Paul. My love. My fair hearted, timeless, home on the East of the Mississippi. Your skyline glows as I sit at one of my favorite look-out points. Watching you. Remembering. This spot was haunted by her. Still one of the best things […]
Long Legs in the Twin Cities 