Don’t get too comfortable
Don’t get too used to me
I’ll be gone before I even cross your mind again
Will you miss me when I’m gone?
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Author: Courtney Klauber
Hi, my name is Courtney. I’m an email marketer by day, and a writer and creator by night. Check out my poetry blog to read some of my freeverse-style writing or my personal website to learn more about me!
Song In My Head
The sounds that escape your parted lips
Playing in my head on repeat,
Forming the most beautiful song I’ve ever heard
Your Reminders
I forgot what I was capable of —
These feelings building up inside me
The gleeful grin lighting up my face
At the sound of your name on my tongue
And the thought of your lips on mine
Thanks for reminding me how this feels
Break Me Out
I just want to feel again — I feel so numb.
Lips Like Hers
Your lips taste like hers
And when my eyes are closed,
It’s almost like she’s right here with me
Bliss
It’s the little things
The cool breeze on a warm day
The way the candle flames dance
The smell of apple pie fresh out of the oven
Seeing children jump over the crashing waves
The sound of soft giggling that you can’t contain
Biting into a freshly ripened Georgia peach
Hearing a beautiful song you enjoy
Feeling silk sheets after a long day
Falling in love with her smile
Discovering your happiness
Finding inner bliss
Among the noise
Self-Proclaimed Hurricane
You know what she’s capable of, she’s a self-proclaimed hurricane.
She’ll tear you apart, rip you limb from limb.
Leave you broken, shattered.
You know she’ll ruin you.
But you’ll let her do it anyway.
