VOX Teen Poetry: “He Calls Me A Lover Girl”
not gon lie imma lover y’all i always have been a lover always will be i have loved love since i was a small child
not gon lie imma lover y’all i always have been a lover always will be i have loved love since i was a small child

My arms shake and my heart races. Time swoops down from the sky, flaunting its feathers in front of my face It grazes my fingers

The sun whispers sweet nothings in the flower’s ear for all the rabbits and birds to hear. The flower stretches up towards the sky, seeking

I am a soul. My aura radiates love and compassion from the core. I was made from two other souls who want to see me

A big part of me is scared to take that leap of faith I don’t feel equipped to be in spaces I’ve never entered I’m

When you say “I love you,” do you know what that means? Because to me when I say “I love you” it means I think

Blessing & Curse My body aches as he pierces my soul Bruised by the blues Sanity disregarded piece by piece It’s funny because abuse is

Dear America, By America, I mean the Caucasian males that run this country and call themselves “for the people.” By America, I mean the lawmakers

my adoration might have vanished into the pillow-razored sand dunes and it drips through the unfilled spaces between my ribs your wail doused dustings soak

I like the way you look when I could only see you on the shelf I didn’t have to see the wires that held back

I lost myself for a moment in your eyes. And I can’t lie every moment with you has been bliss. But I miss the part

I said goodbye to my family, I said goodbye to my dog, I said goodbye to the home I once was a part of A