Dakota Jean : Writing

Fire and water

Fire and water

A Poem by Dakota Jean


I find myself retracing my steps like I used to back when I wanted to find out when everything went wrong, when my life became a complete mess. But no..
An old storm just passed

An old storm just passed

A Story by Dakota Jean


There's a huge difference between letting someone in and telling them your life story. I could tell anyone my life story beginning to end, how I was a..
Inspiration

Inspiration

A Poem by Dakota Jean


You are the single source of light in my life, spreading your warmth onto everything you touch, you inspired my whole existence. You are never too bri..
Xxx

Xxx

A Poem by Dakota Jean


stoned rambling
Cliff

Cliff

A Story by Dakota Jean


The buzzing stops, everything stops. There is a soft sigh as my partner scratches her neck on the bed next to me. Everything is still. This is a rare ..
XX

XX

A Poem by Dakota Jean


Your face seems to write me into submission, taking every meaningful word out of my vocabulary so that I may not be able to describe how you make me f..
x

x

A Poem by Dakota Jean


I could write poems about you but none could convey the meaning you give to the universe when I am around you.
Blue eyes

Blue eyes

A Poem by Dakota Jean


I could write poems about the way the deep green waves crash when my eyes meet yours, but I look away too quickly for I cannot stare into the sun.
Brown eyes

Brown eyes

A Poem by Dakota Jean


Your eyes were cloudy last time I looked through them. Once clear, brown tunnels through the inner workings of your mind are now shut down, closed for..
She

She

A Poem by Dakota Jean


You are no longer everything. You have long since fallen from the pedestal I set you on high above the clouds. You are no longer my god. My writing..