Posted in Free Thought, New Post, Poetry

It’s no Secret

Thinking of You By Donatella Marraoni

I know you still think of me

It’s like your eyes sending signals through your pixels

Starring through the device in the palm of your hands

Directly to my mind

Which is why you’re there all the time

Drinking this wine make the memories I hold on to rotate so intensely

I lose it whenever I get a glimpse

I just know I’d get drunk off just one kiss

I know you still think of me

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Our Complex Emotions

Divide By Lionel Smit

I don’t expect you to understand me

I expect a deep connection

One that stimulates my brain and have me weak at the knees

I don’t want you to be attached to our relations

Leave me with the satisfaction that you don’t need me

Come back to me when you’re detached from the idea of us

Lets reach a peak and leave

Just to come back and reach it again

Until we can no longer feel

That way it won’t hurt

Not a bottle could compare to this feeling

Not a blunt in this world could compare

An addiction you’ve never experience

One without real attachments