An LA to London poem for the stars
“When you think about eyes too much
you lose your memory of where
Exactly
they’re meant to go”
Love this.
This leaves so much to the imagination...
But I never liked grapes
And I seldom think of my Hollywood decade
Except on full moon nights
Of epic clarity
When I dream of being seen
I love imagining the idea of how you felt seen in Hollywood.
Thank you for sparking something I can't articulate.
Thank you Jen x
Love this and also the fact you’re gifting us formats we don’t typically get to see from you! More poetry pls 👏👏
Thank you so much Haley. x
‘When you think about eyes too much
they’re meant to go
But the constellation, Orion
falls in place perfectly’
Will be haunted for a bit here today.… love at first read.
Thank you so much Bree
“When you think about eyes too much
you lose your memory of where
Exactly
they’re meant to go”
Love this.
This leaves so much to the imagination...
But I never liked grapes
And I seldom think of my Hollywood decade
Except on full moon nights
Of epic clarity
When I dream of being seen
I love imagining the idea of how you felt seen in Hollywood.
Thank you for sparking something I can't articulate.
Thank you Jen x
Love this and also the fact you’re gifting us formats we don’t typically get to see from you! More poetry pls 👏👏
Thank you so much Haley. x
‘When you think about eyes too much
you lose your memory of where
Exactly
they’re meant to go
But the constellation, Orion
falls in place perfectly’
Will be haunted for a bit here today.… love at first read.
Thank you so much Bree