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Best Poems From
JESSY LIZ
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Chemistry of Catastrophe
What if I were the blood in your veins?
..Walking through you, pace by pace..
My steps, the speed of your heart..
..Reading every word gracing your body walls.
What then would I be?
A ghost haunting your subconscious.
Pulse.
By pulse.
Breath.
By precious breath.
And I'd take on every part of you.
Becoming what you are.
But then the timing is just right..
As change shifts through the autumn winds..
Turning through the breeze like a mind-
Blinded by streetlights,
Then silence.
And I am gone.
The chemistry of catastrophe.
Jessy Liz
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Closure
I have found closure.
I've stumbled upon it
And thrived on it.
I've slipped into it,
Oh, the irony.
This closure has silenced me.
Jessy Liz
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Collide
You've got me gasping for air.
You're playing for keeps
And I'm playing the tease-
You're running your hands through my hair.
I don't know what to do.
Things are going too fast
But we're making this last-
And I'm acting a fool.
I can't fight this strength,
This passion,
This heat-
Inside of me.
You've got me asking questions.
How did this happen-
This beauty, this magic?
How could this be?
See at the end of the night
I know one thing for sure
When we're fighting, we're lying
We'll still come back for more.
It's in our chemistry,
In our DNA-
Like a well-timed reaction-
A statement of fact, and-
A matter of when-
We'll collide.
Jessy Liz
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Coming Undone
Your breath on my skin after so long-
It seems so surreal, but prolonged.
Your hand goes to my neck as I stand against you..
And I shrug at your touch- it's too much too soon.
So many months have gone by.
I've been thinking of you but all the while-
I question your position,
And I speak with hesitation.
Nothing is real,
Between the breaths that we steal.
We're just squinting our eyes against the sun..
Blinded by the colors and coming undone.
We can't see that we've wounded with misguided steps,
That we're bleeding from the backs that we've turned inept..
And we settle here.
Somewhere in the shade where we don't have to be too near..
I can't remember the days
When that same touch was like breathing and feeling felt safe.
This light is stinging my eyes..
But I turn to you and we pretend that the sun always comes out at night.
Jessy Liz
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