black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

The point is that I loved.

Chelsie Diane

The day my children move out is years I can count on two hands I have them half this time years I count on one.
CHELSIE DIANE

Children Count Hands Oneself
I want to be in an Jane Austen novel with you.
CHELSIE DIANE

Love Novel Relationship Yourself
My entire life I’ve waited for a man to teach the world how to treat me and if he’d step in and convince them all.
CHELSIE DIANE

Convince Life Man Myself Teaching Wait World
I want you as a lemon the waiter brings on a tiny white plate. I want him to watch while I squeeze you into my mouth and swallow the rind.
CHELSIE DIANE

Plate See Sex Wait Yourself
You can’t go to a kindergarten teacher after me.
CHELSIE DIANE

Myself Teacher Yourself
Beautiful creature its time to forgive yourself you were surviving.
CHELSIE DIANE

Beautiful Creature Forgiveness Survive Yourself
Oh the salt water I had to sweat to realize there was an ocean inside of me.
CHELSIE DIANE

Myself Ocean Realization Water
You’re rolling me in coffee hands I’m u-turn smoked rubber coming back- oh I’m spent, ask on the still.
CHELSIE DIANE

Coffee Hands Time Yourself
God is a woman and like every woman has millions of years of men speaking for her.
CHELSIE DIANE

God Herself Talk Woman
I play with the nativity and tell mary she looks good in that color blue.
CHELSIE DIANE

Blue Goodness Marriage Myself Native Pay
You say: you are mourning a man that could not love you. Full stop. Cover the last word. There’s the truth.
CHELSIE DIANE

Deep Love Man Mourn Relationship Truth Yourself
The argentinian kisses me on a beach in tulum.
CHELSIE DIANE

Beach Kissing Myself
A twenty three year old hits on me in a coffee shop in venice, and I ask him if father is single.
CHELSIE DIANE

Coffee Father Myself Old Shop
I meet you and know suddenly and horribly there is no difference between sex and war that I must die to get that close to touching god.
CHELSIE DIANE

Death God Horrible Sex Touch War
It finally happened like I thought it might I run into you.
CHELSIE DIANE

Myself Run Thinking Yourself
I found my old diary tonight. A brokenness I had forgotten pen pressured so deep it punctured page. I ran my fingers over my words and there inside ridges black I found a little girl desperate for someone to save her, desperate for the very woman I have become.
CHELSIE DIANE

Black Book Broken Deep Desperate Forget Myself Night Woman

The point is that I loved.

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