Poems from chloedrichardson
we're both drawn to extremes,
waltzing with opposites.
it's an awe-inspiring, complicated dance.
i've never learned the steps, yet i...
i long to write thousands of breathtaking metaphors about you,
but you always seem to stump me.
to what can i compare your features?
...
you pace around my mind like you don't know where you're going,
and i don't have a roadmap.
i think i'm even more lost than you are.
...
honeysuckle lips
almost touching mine, but not quite
they drip below
the crook of my nose,
slide down,
down...
my mind is a mess
of thoughts and texts
of love letters and feelings
that never digest.
not sure who this is for
but i'll still write...