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If I could freeze time to be with you And never grow old. If I had magic powers at the tips Of my fingers, then still I wouldn’t do. If I...

we picked our twigs with love and care they fell to our feet, our lips whistled a fanfare a smooch on the cheek then mouth turned to beak...

I’m glad to make friends in queue. They tell me that they like my vibe And they help me move from time to time. They say „How you present...

You’re a patch of four leaf clovers In a field blooming with my favorite flowers. You’re lightning that strikes twice to show me the way...

There once was a librarian. They were addressed by a library user For a research request. Nothing out of the ordinary, the librarian...

So long So far Up high The roads we travelled seem so thrilling in the rearview mirror. We can laugh at what we’ve been, because of what...

Every story needs a place to begin. A story about an empty book can be hard to explain. If the pages were empty, there would be no story...

Rushing rivers won’t reflect the night sky Nor do they need to. Rushing rivers need to run towards the sea And her calm embrace. Rushing...

This is a poem about rocks. No hidden metaphor, just rocks. I collect them for my dad Just like he used to do. Now I collect rocks for...

I never was a fast swimmer, but this breaks expectations. My nude body floats silently between wandering salmons. There is no risk of...

Imagine that: a hetero couple getting married on Lesbos. Or some white dudes throwing a pride, celebrating heritage. Oh oh, who would say...

Ich bin alles, nach dem du je gefragt hast, ob ich es sein werde. Ich muss nichts werden, wenn ich in eine Haut schlüpfen kann, in der...

Talking to you my voice cracks and changes tone. I feel a shift in my throat as my vocal cords reform. Words I thought I didn’t know...

Mein Shampoo verspricht mir, dass mein Haar nach der Wäsche „bis zu 100% Schuppenfrei“ sei. Bis zu 100%? Also wäre da alles drin? 23%,...

Oh, summer love How time has passed. Staying close wasn’t as easy As it first seemed in our dreams. Now it’s fall and oh, isn’t it...

The loud silence is ringing in my ears. Waves of void and avoidance bounce In the echo chamber of internalized fear. Stone cold walls in...

Writing this poem comes close to a déjà vu. Like it’s a mix of words that I’d choose In the past, but just slightly different. To...

Komplimente die du gibst ziehen ihre Kreise Und wenn es dir an Liebe fehlt, warum akzeptierst du nicht die eigene? Bist du außer Atem,...

In der Dusche meines AirBnbs in Kristiansand, Südnorwegen, begegnete ich einer Shampooflasche auf der unter dem Logo des Herstellers...

I’m using fourth choice synonyms to talk about our love Because I’ve been repeating the podium spot words often enough. „Ravishing“, I...