_______everyone has a shadow__
___constantly connected to them___
_following them everywhere_________
___i've found someone____
_who was able to kill my shadow______
_they shone the light
_____directly onto the darkest part of me
_i found the light for them_
we brighten up the darkest parts of each other
so as we stand
out in the open, sun full beam on us
with no darkness to be found near us
~ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ~
They cast silhouettes of things
that don't exist within
but do exist within.
campfires and infernos
cast shadows of a self-made porno.
portrayed in stature.
The raindrops falling from cloudy skies.
A small town on a cliff.
The light of a cathedral.
The endless churning of the wind and sea
intertwined within one being.
We are made of flesh and bone.
Within us there is so much more.
I remember the time, when we first met
our eyes locked
both so intertwined with desire
wondering what could happen
I remember the time, when we had a conversation
the depth was like a bottomless ocean
falling into the trench that lied deep within us
both mutually zealous
I remember the time, when I gazed into your eyes
stars danced instead of your pupils
your universe formed so perfectly
freely fabricating constellations
I remember the time, we first drank alcohol together
both intoxicated out of our minds
truth spilled out without a worry
like an overflowing glass of water
I remember the time, that I found out
you had met another
her golden hair glittering in the breeze
whilst my own limp brown fringe drooped like a dehydrated flower
over my melancholy eyes
I remember the time, I walked alone
the grey clouds matching my grey thoughts
as I looked across the reservoir, so still and untouched
wondering if the stone I just dropped into the water
would create a ripple: a change, a conversion in your head
about me again.
I remember all the times.
[Making this habit] tons at a time
Prisms echoed into blue
fainting. Slightly. To her right side
bearing to selective few her
Memories faded long since into
of minds in collde; bodies intertwined
I me thine then
softly. I me mine.
This pattern understanding
yet not criminal-
not yet unkind
Your breath inhale,
These backs broken
twice in one time
Then thrice under dark skies
bleeding hearts did cry,
breaking hearts remind:
rational words of deep roaring depths inside.
Repentance dates in great time
Spirits, broken, crying
but with healing entwined.
As I declined
Inhale my breath
We have good times and bad
But there's no reason to be sad
We have each other
Love stronger than a mothers
We love to keep
Not date and sleep
You are the one
To show me fun
To show me love
Love sent from above
My passion is you
And has always been you
You are my first
You are my last
So love me now
Forget the past
Give thanks to god
Don't think that it's odd
That your still alive
Through your actions and lies
Through the corruption
Through the unfaithfulness
He kept you alive
Not for your mother
Not for your school
Not for your pride
But for me
I could have left
Many many times
But I stayed
Not for sex
Not because of a happy ending
But simply because I love you
And god loves you
This isn't a honeymoon phase
This is true love
This is our intertwined souls
This is us
I'm filled with aches and cavities,
I can't be your salvation
You can't be my elixir.
There is no cure to be found.
We're too young to save each other,
predicaments of bittersweet,
frail blue eyes
like cities of crystal
staring quietly, relentlessly.
This is a goddamn
with no way out,
and we both know
this thing will never
have a chance
to stand on it's own
Return of the summer boys.
I know that this is wrong, our bodies intertwined so;
But when my leg touches your leg,
And your leg touches my leg,
Even the sharpest strike of lightning could in no way
Ignite the fire that the friction of our skin creates.
Why must there be only twelve numbers on the clock?
For our time of now has been cut short, snipped by
The scissors of Fate, and only one thread remains to determine
If we shall ever meet again.
The tousled blanket and the pillow falling off the bed
Are the only remaining evidence of our existence;
Yet when I make the bed at dawn,
I will flatten the sheets,
I will straighten the pillows,
and I will bid you goodbye.
And as I sit here alone, the door locked until time persists,
I remember the volcanic essence of our nights together -
The way your touch sends shivers down my spine -
And the whiteness of your eyes coming at me from the darkness of your face.
Now that we have parted and the holy aura from our bodies gone,
My brain can only feel the chemicals left by your aroma.
Nothing remains but the memory of scorching breaths and sticky arms
As well as the feeling of your smooth bicep lying across my bare chest -
The story of two star-crossed lovers with a finale seemingly as tragic.
Looking for the forest
from deep within the trees
lost within frustration
again upon my knees
Clouds once more have gathered
silver linings left behind
pain and pleasure hand in hand
Torn between the future
and the struggles of the past
in a battle never ending
happiness can never last
I sat and watched
Relived every memory
The sad memories often striking first
The good memories often soothing the pain of the sad
Both intertwined as they were one in the same
As the good memories are often the saddest
And the saddest memories are often the good unforgotten
These memories often racing
To see which can finish first
In the glimpse of an eye the race is over and done
Until the lightning shatters the sky with its white-blue streak across the clouds
Brings me back to reality and I see those memories are only the reflection of my eyes
In the water drops as they race down the window as the storm rages on
can i lie awake in the sadness of your broken hand?
can i call you up when i find the band aids are contaminated by childhood dares?
I don't know if i can call you mine with a care
like I had in those julys on trampolines, sleeping there
carnivorous and bare
can i say your name in the stillness of the fire while they laugh in awe at my gracelessness?
is it fair?
do they know it has always been there?