Poems from Marika Brooks

Bubble me  Wrapped up  In helium you.  Tie me ‘round Your pretty wrist, ’Fore I float away. You’ll ne’er know  You were  And always will...
Here, we are more than Just our skin and bones. Here, we are composed of The frequency that vibrates Between two people So consumed...
Our bodies fell apart and I felt an empty tranquility, like my head on your chest was the only thing that mattered and the flames...
Well, hell, baby, We tried our best  In this wild world With what we had. We shed our skin And left our bones At the door, lost All...
with your smile ice will melt from grey boughs  frigid  tears upon a fair cheek   with your touch leaves will shudder in tender breeze...

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