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Window Well

Sitting in a window well,

Rain drizzling down,

(not a pour, not a sprinkle)

headphones on,

looking busy.

Somehow I get more conversation

when sitting in a window well… 8 more words



I am but a shadow…

with no one to follow,

no one to cling to,

no one to call “home.”

© J.G.


Salt Lake Castle

The wind is blowing, sand’s in my eye
You lean in close and I don’t mind
I don’t know how much time we’ve spent

Pales and shovels, can’t help but stare… 158 more words

Two of Blades

She loves without restraint-

eyes veiled, chest bare and

her heart intoxicatingly raw.

But yet, she is no one’s fool,

and always her lithe hands wait… 13 more words


Love Game

He only wants me, when it’s raining.

He only needs me, when he’s cold.

Sees my beauty like the moon is waning…

Only feels my worth, when I’ve been sold. 32 more words