Disheveled and groggy, I wake to your smile as you calmly run your hand over your face.
Tired eyes meet mine and I welcome you.
I grasp my pillow when I am urged to hold you;
You are not mine.
Your eyes are focused on your phone and impulse begs me to take it,
throw it to the side,
and kiss you.
It beckons me to distract you from the hectic that has been your recent days.
I clench my pillow.
You turn your attention to me and ask what the matter is.
The anger dissipates from your clouded eyes when landing on me.
As dim as the room is, it reminds me of moonlight.
Instead of responding, I trace the flames on your right forearm.
In this moment, I am warm.
You do not further in asking, instead you lean your head against mine and let out an exasperated sigh.
My free hand clenches my pillow.
Inside I am imploring,
"I want to love you how she never could.
"I want to love you purely.
"I want to love you wholesome."
Instead, I softly press my lips against the tattoo I was tracing.
Your fingers loosely find their way to mine, and we lay.
I recite the moment I kiss your lips.
I plan it, step by step.
Doubt drowns me out and while our lips are mere inches apart,
this is not the moment I will close the gap.
I instead bring my eyes to yours and scream every emotion I am feeling.
You grin softly at me and lay your head down, closing your eyes.
I lazily drape an arm across your chest and you drift off with an arm around me.
As you drift away to the sleep you damn well deserve,
I whisper all of the things I'd never tell
Been a minute.
God damn, he is holy.
Slipping and sliding, that's how she flies
Dodging the taxis, avoiding semis
Expert in the clinch, a move of her hip
Death so defied, a professional trip
Delivery assured, she's never been late
Vouchers and packets, she makes no mistakes
Gliding the white line, a perfect traverse
No greater her time, in this universe
She prefers her Schwinn, it's light and it's fast
Weaving a path, all traffic to pass
Don't try to catch her, she's over the moon
She ducks as she hums, singing her tune
No records to break, nothing to prove
Doing the freak, shooting the groove
Flying off to the left, a sexy sensual move
She does as she wants, all silky and smooth
Took it down a bicycle bend, based on seeing vids of delivery riders in NY, who did crazy things on a bike. :D
Where there was an aura of life now
it descends into emptiness.
A husk of wishes that lay rotting in an
empty cavity, maggots consume thoughts.
We are but a sheet that showed our life's
struggles, but now it is like ash on bone.
My Breath is the stench of a departed
moment yet this husk still expires yearnings.
Desiring the inevitable but the tread is taut
not frayed as one would petition in haste.
My pain is versed on this carcass of flesh
that needs to evaporate into echoes of yesterday.
Life is fast & furious,
But achieved patiently,
Are all those good things.
All houses are not Toretto's,
Because life is so unique,
And it is really not like,
The Fast and the Furious.
Dominic & Mia Toretto were brought up there.
HP Poem #1327
I keep waiting to feel something,
Sadness, grief, destruction?
Anger rises up and ebbs like the tide
Did this Queen lose her King?
Or just get off of a roller coaster ride?
It was hot and it was bright.
But it ran fast and then died.
And I know I was right.
Maybe that's why I haven't cried...
Because my small still voice whispered in the nights.
When his breathing settled low.
That it would be hard to keep this one and my rights.
And when the other shoe dropped I thought gloom would grow.
But all I felt was sadness...
sadness for him and all the losses he would feel
Because his anger is remorseless.
Because his tenderness is masking righteousness.
Discovering more darkness the further back you peel.
I almost loved him
That much I know is true.
But when you are punished for wrongs not committed the future grows dim.
So our fiery love hisses out and the embers go blue.
All because you could only think about you.
sometimes it feels like the world is too much
like I have too many thoughts
like there's too much time
like I'm moving too fast
like I'm not moving fast enough
its hard to describe and hard to understand
I feel like I'm doing too much
but I'm also not doing enough