Citrus by Trey Evans

from the breath of a tree

lingering and levitating

encapsulating leisure

a refreshing reset

the kind that your skin invites

your senses titillating

from all angles, in all aspects

hints of a vacation

waves crashing in the background

tropical sounds seeping into your ears

the sun kisses you as a reminder

that you’re where you’re supposed to be

the zeal and zest of life, bathing you

a tropical essence that you can’t ignore

as soothing as your favorite song on repeat

no rush to change

no hurry to move

melting away in serenity

creating a sweet stronghold

one only you can peel the release from

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Anticipation

Little bruise ?

Let me kiss it

Don’t blink !

You might miss it

It’s made for me + you

But don’t come in two

And if they knew

They’d try to diss it

Mi secreta sucia

Heart beating

In my chest

I’m about to tell you

You’ll never know

What’s next !

Aight so boom

Make room

This bouta be a looooong

TEXT !

Something Nice

Hues of orange

and brown

and red

I see blonde curls

atop your head

I feel a few words

Left unsaid

I hate remembering

you’re dead.

Cinnamon scented

nutmeg too

pumpkin spice

reminds me of you

and makes me feel like

when life felt

…new ?

But I’m stuck in

the past instead.

Welp…Bye

Don’t you forget about me

The opening line to my favorite hook

HOWEVER !

Immediately forgetting about me

Is the course of action you took

FUCK !

Guess I’m shit out of luck

No bandwagon to jump on

No train, no truck

I’m AIR !

It’s like I was never even there

Is a moment of glory

Still worth the story

If the other fucking characters

Don’t CARE ?!

It’s not fair

I mean it’s not unfair

Nothing was owed

Just thought it’d be longer

Before I got throwed.

#RealYearner by Trey Evans

the scent of you lingering

in places i can easily smell

wafting around in my space

as i long for your skin again

nestling against me

marrying each other like a ceremony

the matrimony of affection that occurs

when your cells meet and mate

my favorite mitochondria

the energy i receive

the same energy i’ll give

reciprocity of viscosity

my hands filled with your fillness

the weight behind your warmth

decadence without decay

the grass sways differently

when the wind blows and flows

in your presence

under the spell of your gazee

forever entranced in this forever phase

may we last in this realm of love

that our nurture becomes our nature

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