honey.

Posted on 23. Apr, 2010 by Olivia Bell in Uncategorized Poetry

The walls are falling, crumbling, tumbling down, my inner most self, opening, warming, burning. The walls are falling… My heart is longing, gentle, subtle, secretly yearning, my thoughts are wandering, wandering into forbidden passageways. The walls are falling… I am melting, melting in your gaze, like honey under the sun’s gaze, chocolate baking in an [...]


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Because I Do

Posted on 05. Apr, 2010 by Olivia Bell in Uncategorized Poetry

Do you wonder about yesterday Do you look behind yourself and wonder what could have been done to change the very thing that dawns on you… Do you sometimes stare out into the wild storms and hope the wind will whisk your pain away do you often hope the storm will drown out your cries [...]


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Possess Me

Posted on 05. Apr, 2010 by Olivia Bell in Uncategorized Poetry

Sometimes it grips me, capturing me quickly with no time to breathe, left with the air taken from my lungs, I’m caught. More often I’m left behind, forgotten and uncaught wishing the heavy hands of time would whisk me away, closing my weary eyelids with relief. Sometimes I fight the alluring hands, desiring to stay [...]


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Three Months, Two Weeks and Four Days

Posted on 05. Apr, 2010 by Olivia Bell in Uncategorized Poetry

It’s been three months, two weeks and four days; I thought time would help things fade; so why do I find you following me throughout my day, your face as vivid as before. Normal things I do, spring your image to the front of my mind, forcing me to shake my head, erasing you again; [...]


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Shower

Posted on 05. Apr, 2010 by Olivia Bell in Uncategorized Poetry

It pours over me; trickling hot water flows over my head, sweeping past my closed eyelids, brushing against my ears, drowning out the distant sounds, it trickles down my body leaving me cleansed. The water seems never ending, joining me in my downward spiral, soaking my soul, allowing the gentle tears to fall, unnoticed and [...]


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Memories of Kisses on Tiptoes

Posted on 05. Apr, 2010 by Olivia Bell in Uncategorized Poetry

Do you remember, the way I used to tilt my head to yours whilst standing on the utmost tip of my toes? I do. Do you? Can you still feel, my lips pressed gently to yours leaving a trace of chocolate in your mouth? I can. Can you? Do you remember, how you’d scoop me [...]


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Bumblebee

Posted on 05. Apr, 2010 by Olivia Bell in Uncategorized Poetry

I’m as small as a bumblebee that no body can see; I’m hiding in the crowd, waiting to be seen, by someone who deserves to see me.


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