Muscles once taunt now lie lax
A smile graces clear skin
Seeing through bright eyes once again
I've missed the feel of smoothness your memory evokes
Reigned in for longer than I would have preferred
Clouds crowding me
Restricted with tear's choke
My feet are beneath me
Soft pads pounding hot pavement
In midsummer celebration
Hearing your song from oceans away
Eases the hold of emotional strangulation
I miss you.
Deep aches that know not the pressure of your touch
Even so they call for you
Missing you without measuring how much
Push me in two hours.
Awakening means I
Your voice reminds me:
It's worth getting up at
This Thing Called World
Awakens not; shifts.
I am animal to its
Soul; wings to its crow.
Never afraid, never uneasy.
Planets are never alone.
I can't wait to find the love
Life there. On other soil.
She hides well.
This universe ain't big enough
For the two of us,
I am the only sad god I need.
First, what I thought was the only
Young. Eager. Stars in my eyes that shown just for you
Planets aligned along with bittersweet poetry
Bringing our moist, teenage palms together
Late in March of our senior year
Back seats of both cars steamed up
Pleasured cries that thought then "this is it"
Our laughter on late nights still stands out in stark relief against our subpar coupling
Although you had it in you
It was me that needed it in me
We are young, fresh
Stars in our eyes falling hard
Summer running wild across cotton candy skies
I wish I could push pause
Take it all in deep, slow breaths
Another season of warmth and sunshine
Passing me by with a quickness
Your smile glitters just beyond my melancholy
Bringing me back to the present
I mirror it with ease
Even if a part of me will always be wanting
I want the poetry to mean something tonight,
as I pace in my bedroom for hours
under jaundiced fluorescent light.
I want to write something profound and true,
something of solvence to rid the demons to which I'm glued.