You know Summer is coming when the window stays cracked open and the plants start to sweat. I sit in my rocking chair with a cup of tea warming my hands, steam tickling my nose, a small stream settling in my stomach.
I wasn’t quite ready to part ways with winter- with the wandering and wondering, and so many almost love stories. The only love story I really should have wrote was the one with myself.
I could settle in today’s overcast flirting with the heat and the breeze but instead I’ll run back to the safety of my pen.
I’m whispering prayers to the paper- Please let the summer be good to me. I want to be stronger than porcelain this time, I want my hands to be less clumsy and my words to birth life. 
But June will come telling it all. Listen. 
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A Lady-In-Waiting and The Wolf King
He loves the sky
Cause it validates his pride
His wicked smile
Hide a withered heart
Feeling out of place
Fall from other space
People from the stars
Are stars themselves
A Lady-In-Waiting
Finally met The Wolf King
They didn't see eye-to-eye with each other
But held their gaze long enough to fall in love altogether
A flower can bloom between the frozen cracks
Love and hate can't dwell the same heart
Will they resent each other?
Or will they live happily ever after?
Her angel eyes
Saw the good in many devils
She is a mess
But she's a masterpiece
The throne required some cruelty
All she ever did was pour the tea
He was painfully absent all at once
But she felt him everywhere for a lasting moment
Vengeance is the enemy of love
Love is the antidote to violence
This is no Romeo and Juliet
This is flesh and blood
Where was the very first page?
Is this how the storyline end?
Long live, the king of her heart
Long live, the queen of his heart
{CCl}
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i love you, it looks like rain, June Gehringer
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Wendy Cope, "From June to December: Summer Villanelle"
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resolution #1,003 by June Jordan
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Oh! If you would only walk
into this room
again and touch me anywhere
I swear
I would not long for heaven or
for earth
more than I’d wish to stay there
touched
and touching you
— June Jordan, from "A Poem For Haruko 10/29," Haruko/Love Poems
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John Keats, from Complete Poems; "To the Ladies Who Saw Me Crowned”
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@floweroflaurelin \\ june jordan directed by desire: the complete poems of june jordan: "intifada incantation: poem #8 for b.b.l" \\ @destielgaysex
kofi
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"And then, one fairy night, May became June."
-F. Scott Fitzgerald
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John Keats, from To The Ladies Who Saw Me Crown’d
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Emily Dickinson, from ’All these my banners be’ (Poem #22), Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
[Text ID: “The swamps are pink with June.”]
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