Crave (an acrostic poem)

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Can’t get enough of you, ever

Reaching for you as often as I can

And never wanting to let you go

Very appreciative of every moment we get to spend together

Everyone needs to find that something special, l have chocolate

Stitch (an acrostic poem)

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Systematic suturing of her emotional wounds

The pain of sewing the gash to her psyche was almost unbearable

It continued to throb years later, but the echoes of the horrific laceration kept getting weaker

They left the itch of wanting to see if she had healed enough yet

Cutting loose and pulling out each piece of mental floss

Her battle scar, now exposed, made her proud of not only surviving but healing

Wonder (an acrostic poem)

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Whimsical pondering about how everything works

Observing the universe and attempting to understand the underpinnings

Never being settled with almost right, but wanting perfect information

Determining how everything began, how it will end, and everything in between

Except perfect information is not available, so instead we guess and see how close we get

Remembering when we get things wrong it becomes a starting point for something new

Handle (an acrostic poem)

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Holding onto her with both hands, not wanting to ever let her go

And yet there she was, spinning away from me, somehow slipping from my grasp

Now I tried to catch her, I tried so hard

Didn’t stand a chance, though

Life slowed down as she fell to the pavement and shattered

Ever since then, I put my cellphone in a case with a…

Blue (an acrostic poem)

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Being depressed on a day where light rains down from a robin’s egg sky

Leaves her wanting to curse up and down for feeling blah on such a perfect day

Ultimately, she goes to her safe space, puts on some B.B. King, and curls up in a ball

Enveloped in her azure blanket, she lets loose her own rain