Kiracakes09 ...

Rookie (7/26/85 / Queens, New York)

Kiracakes09 ... Poems

1. 2005/08 Yum 3/22/2008
2. 2005/10 Lea And Aquarius 3/22/2008
3. 2005/02 Closeness 3/22/2008
4. 2004/11 Lesson 3/22/2008
5. 2004/1 Unspoken 3/22/2008
6. 2004/02 I Love A Man 3/22/2008
7. 2004/04 My Heart My All.... Alive And In Love 3/23/2008
8. 2004/04 Part Ll 3/23/2008
9. 2008/05 The Almost Love Affair 5/15/2008
10. 2008/10 New Friends 11/4/2008
11. 2008/10 Goose 11/4/2008
12. 2008/11 Its Too Late To Apologize 11/4/2008
13. 2008/10 They See 11/4/2008
14. 2008/10 Free To Fly 11/4/2008
15. 2005/08 Meaning 11/4/2008
16. 2008/05 Explosion 11/4/2008
17. 2008/11 My King Jr. 11/6/2008
18. 2008/11 Alice The Abducted 11/11/2008
19. 2008/11 Fuerte 12/11/2008
20. 2008/11 12/12/2008
21. 2008/12 Take Me On A Ride 12/12/2008
22. 2009/01 Never Told You 1/21/2009
23. 2009/01 To Whom It May Concern 3/11/2009
24. 2009/02 I Knew 3/11/2009
25. 2009/02 The Firsts 3/11/2009
26. 2009/02/23 I Promise 3/11/2009
27. 2009/03 It Comes To Me In Pieces 3/11/2009
28. 2009/04 Deferred 4/29/2009
29. 2009/04 I Fell At First Hello 4/30/2009
30. 2009/05 Inbetweenness 6/5/2009
31. 2009/07 Inspired 8/1/2009
32. 2009/08 Sweet 9/9/2009
33. 2009/08 My Butterfly Effect 9/9/2009
34. 2010/01 Guh-Gump 1/25/2010
35. 2005/06 Pause 6/18/2005
36. 2005/06 Key 6/18/2005
37. 2005/06 Key Ii 6/18/2005
38. 2005/06 Duele De Corazon 6/18/2005
39. 2005/06 We Can Be Friends, Right? 6/23/2005
40. 2005/06 Underneath 7/5/2005
Best Poem of Kiracakes09 ...

2005/07 A House Is Not A Home

The house we've built
looked so pretty on the outside
now its filled with only my feelings
and now you hardly ever come in
those times when you do
its just a shell
just your body, not your heart
just your peck, not your kiss
just your hug, not your embrace
i need your love
i need you to want me
if you dont want me then why are you in my house
that's right, my house
you've moved your feelings, your furniture out
my home gets chilly at night
imprints of your pictures on the wall
toothbrush still in the holder
toilet seat still up

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2005/08 Yum

bless those grapes
that made your kisses taste like wine
which leaves me in a drunken stupor
tipsy off of your love
on a high in another world
coming back for more
savoring every last drop..

(8-20-05) 5 a.m.

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