The slutty red lipstick With the little black dress But a white bridal veil In a cozy pink closet. ©the_brick_lady Advertisements
You know you know your words. You play with them Little games of peek-a-boo On lonely winter nights Trailing your fingers over them Over the smudged ink…… Read more “Words & Tears”
because we are born to die doesn’t mean we die without living…
little lies and little veils none of truth all made-up tales.
on the subway on a rainy day hair’s a mess dripping wet creased dress adds to the stress bare lips the coffee mug tips you try to…… Read more
love gives you hope for naive romanticism and words to put into rhyme and rhythm ©the_brick_lady
you are in bed watching casablanca with nutella and bread ping ping the phone rings you sit up pause the video look for the phone type the…… Read more “Millennial Love”
Like a rose, you held too tight… Bleeding your fingers with its thorny might.
You get a little more I get a little less Of the relief. I get a little more You get a little less Of the grief.