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Christopher Ryan

Christopher Ryan

Soon to be

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Christopher Ryan

Christopher Ryan

Soon to be

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Our Love is the Fruit That Grows On a Tree

Christopher Ryan

1 min read

I’ve had quick love

Love that burns as rapid as a hot candle.

No matter how long that candle may shine , it dies in my hands

Leaving only burns.


I haven’t loved slowly.

The type of love who’s punch is delayed.


I wonder what it’s like to know someone before the heart skips.

To know what it is I’m falling for.


Love at first sight is misunderstood.

It’s a fantasy where your head fills in ...

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Only Child.

Christopher Ryan

1 min read

I believe my mother hid things from me.

Her affirmations couldn’t hold the weight of a fly.

I believe my mother lied to me.

Her smile a play she’d perform to keep from finding her out.

But I did.

I don’t believe my mother.

My friends and classmates peaked her interest far more than I could’ve. Grades. Future College. Sports.

I struggled in each one.

I believe my mother wish she had anothe...

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Rhyme And Figure

Christopher Ryan

1 min read

It starts with your Laugh

Your joy causing tears to fall

My hand placed on your cheek to catch its descent.

I’d lean in for a kiss,

Your Eyes gleam from the hint ,

You’d naught ever resist.

So begins our song.


Accelerando

The Melody of our bodies syncing as we love to its tune.

Ordained by orchestra, we follow its lead.


Decrescendo

Fingers intwined, our breathes begin their solo

I need no...

Love

Christopher Ryan

1 min read

The idea of love is restrictive.

Can I not also fall in love with my friend’s laugh?

Can I not long for conversations with my brother?

Can I not wish to see my favorite people daily?

When I think of love I think of intimacy

Moments shared through vulnerability.

Like the time we sang in the car , no matter how bad we were

Or how we danced despite our movements being so carefree and jagged

I sha...

Love Letter

Christopher Ryan

1 min read

Forget me.

Remember my love.

Always at your beck and call.

Never mind.

No one like me exists.

Yet another lonely gift


Maybe I wasn’t supposed to end up with you

Who didn’t deserve who ?

Im not perfect.

I just wanted to be worth it.


The pictures in my head show me the truth now.

I close my eyes , the trip was a while ago

Your space isn’t empty but void of emotion.

I was alone in San F...

Thinking Bout You.

Christopher Ryan

1 min read

The exit a lightning strike.

Thunder be the pain.

I cower inside the rain...

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Whispers On The Wind

Christopher Ryan

1 min read

I can’t forfeit my desire

Doleful, Your affection I no longer inspire

Remoteness our reaper, yet we played a part

Result: I’ve no more access to your heart

I still speak to you in my mind

The only intimacy with you I’ll find,

What I wish to share I speak softly and true,

In hopes the earth carries my words to you...

I Grieve Different

Christopher Ryan

2 min read

peace. ?

Peace isn’t doing everything for you.

I choose me.

I ain’t sorry.

Without me I ain’t doing all these things for you.

How you expect love from a vessel filled with hate

Constructed through faith, engaged by the way we all runaway from the problems we can’t face everyday.


Who are you?

You ain’t you.

You’re grieving from a wound you criticize.

Papa ain’t treat me right that’s why I...

Owl

Christopher Ryan

1 min read

No yelling this time.

I was silent.

I didn’t form a fist

My hand was stagnant


My love,

Ive stopped wishing to feel you.

I can’t smell your lilac perfume.

Your words, they no longer go through.


Theres no sense in continuing this

I’ve forgotten the flavor of your lipstick.

All I had left was your image

My , How that dried out my vision....

Poetry

Romance

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Not But A Leaf.

Christopher Ryan

1 min read

I walked out into the noise.

My presence alone would stop it, even for a moment.

Now in this forest , I’m but another tree.

To live in peace is a virtue I learned to desire.

I was once the star that lit up the sky, now I look up to admire them.

This is fortune....

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