Poems from csteiner
. . . And he touched my softrness
With Adoration,
Awe,
And Amazment.
Like I wasn't repulsing.
Like the fat
Thick
And suffocating
Made me...
Fuck You.
I realized that I love myself.
I love my body,
My shape,
My height.
I love my personality
Also.
But the reason I cry
When I am...
I did not ask you too,
But you did anyways.
You plucked innocence from me
Like a child picks a soft peach
From a low hanging branch.
You...
Touch me
And push me apart from the inside.
Kiss my eyes,
Drink my tears.
You don’t have to mean it,
I won’t,
But maybe we’ll find out...
Do You Wonder Where the Stars Go
When they've completely burned out?
When their light is no more
And there beauty stollen?
Do you think...