Poems from nova celeste cruz
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-Hello?
-Is anybody there?
-If you can see this,
-Please send help.
-I am trapped here.
-I can’t see anything.
-I can’t...
They always say to “chase your dreams,”
But they never tell you which one to chase.
The human brain dreams up to seven times a night,
So...
I want to pull
Your dark hair
And make you
Smile, at me.
I want to look
In your golden eyes
So that they
Shine, for me.
I want to hold...
He is touch-starved.
Craving warm embraces,
Needing empassioned kisses,
Praying for a gentle touch.
He is desperate.
Altering his reality...
Brown used to be my least favorite color.
It's the color of weird,
Of awkward,
Of dirt.
As a child, when I would draw my family,
I would...