Collarbones Poems - Poems about Collarbones

...Golden Harmonies of Existence Grace falling in essence of pure gold from the sky Place the lightning bright vision from the centre of my third eye Embrace the old derision as the armies can onl......Read the rest...

...Give me your early mornings Give me your half-awake eyes Drag me in when you're pulling away Match our breaths when we've synchronised Give me your slow afternoons Give me your train of though......Read the rest...

...As every meeting ends in a goodbye, a shopping trip always ends in a good buy. That's life. But the sales are over and I hope this time to avoid a buyer’s fate. Oh, how I like thin collarbones of em......Read the rest...

...During a session when I was young, My therapist asked about sexual assualt. Me being young and unaware of the event, I replied quickly and confidentely with a no. "Well... actually, yes." said my......Read the rest...

...my boyfriend asked me ‘what is fragile’ and i said Glass Hearts Bones the wineglass i threw at the wall shards of glass in the expensive carpet because you kept pushing pushing pushing bo......Read the rest...

...I’m happy I’m free I can go wherever I can do whatever my grades are okay and I still have forever I don’t have a boyfriend but for once I’m not lonely and yet as I sit alone on my bedroom ......Read the rest...

...I am trying to find the backdoor From this solitary room The silence is oppressive Shadows paint the walls with gloom. The entrance stood wide open I walked in feeling free I was naïve and un......Read the rest...

...You are not taken by me: You are taken by the shadows and shapes there. Sharp collarbones, acute angles when knees bend, shin to thigh: Movement in the night, soft sighs, I am wisp-of-smoke, wisp-of-......Read the rest...

...We were best friends. We were lovers. Inexorably linked. For such a commitment-phobe, I fell in love quickly. But I didn’t fall, really. I dove headfirst. I chose her. No, she chose me. She was a......Read the rest...

...Jesus could walk on water, But we walk across forever If it is for love. Women do, you know. Walk on fire and broken glass too, With shattered collarbones From being held too tight In love. W......Read the rest...

...Here it sits Squarely in my heart Enfolded in the petals of a coronary black rose Withered and piteous A cloying weight Heavy Grief-sodden Perforated with bewilderment It rests below my coll......Read the rest...

...These dreams are yours these dreams are mine Yet misery seems to be this poor mans only paradise Reality seems to be the only place to hide Trying to make the best of what I have This is my l......Read the rest...