I sit at the kitchen table
as i sip my morning coffee.
The silence screams so loud,
it makes my ears blead.
The unresolved feelings i carry in my bones
play string quartet.
I wrap my arms around me
trying to hold together all my looming shadows.
I want to prevent chaos
yet, it is the only peace of beauty left in me.
I fill my lungs with pleasure
and shout into the hazy den of oblivion.
Jan 9, 2019
Jan 9, 2019 at 4:04 PM UTC
The way your cherry red lips curve,
And form that smile like pearl white Caribbean shores.
How your touch feels like sunbathing in the French Riviera.
Your eyes like gardens in early spring,
Inviting me to get lost in eternal labyrinths.
Your soft skin like vanilla ice-cream,
Warm like scented candles.
You, me...Us.
It feels like flirting with disaster,
It feels like going down a metal slide
On a hot summer day,
But baby,
you know I like to get burned.
Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 6:15 PM UTC
We sit across each-other in our favorite bar,
discussing if the glass is half empty or half full.
But darling, we seem to not be able to realize,
that the empty ones are we,
trying to fill the void with whiskey and coke.
We pour sparkling wine into our hearts,
just so we can pretend we are not broken.
We sip until our head starts spinning,
giving us courage to finally go home.
The cab driver turns up the music,
so he won’t hear us kissing on the backseat.
But our thoughts are even louder.
We press our naked bodies against cold mirrors,
because it is the only way we can give each-other goosebumps.
Exhaling sharply we melt down on the hard ground.
We hug so tight, our bodies form the most komplex knot while we cry our pain out.
Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 5:50 PM UTC
You are the burn of a paper cut,
on my highly sensitive skin.
A sharp pain, a quickly drawn ****** line.
You are the cold of a brain freeze,
on a hot summer day.
A few seconds of a heart on fire and a mind on ice.
You are the slams of my heart against my ribs.
Irregular, too fast, breathtaking.
And yet you are the ecstasy of my thoughts.
A trigger of uncontrolled feelings,
a spread of joy.
And I want more, and more, and more.
Aug 21, 2018
Aug 21, 2018 at 5:55 AM UTC
Draw me in lines and shades,
Blue pen on blank pages.
Paint me on your skin,
All colorful swirls and edgy shapes.
Feel me with every puncture,
In and out on your chest.
Moan with me when you can’t tell,
If it’s pleasure or painful as hell.
Cage me in the lust of the flesh,
Tattoo me with the ink of your heart.
Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 4:49 AM UTC
Brown and blue never really matched,
Until yet, when our eyes first met.
I rise my glass and whisper,
To our first times, please take me back.
To the night our bodies were
pushed together,
And my lipstick was all over your neck.
Let’s race back,
To nights full of desire,
Screaming „I love you“
As we set sheets on fire.
Take my hand
And let’s give up on freedom
Instead we can destroy each - other
Again and again and agian.
Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 7:08 PM UTC
I walk down the empty streets
Right before the sun rises,
Dark shades disappear,
Baby blue hope
Cracks the never ending horizon.
I breath spring flowers
and shy gold-backed sunbeams.
I dance with the wind
and I race with the clouds.
I am not afraid of my shadow,
I am not a stranger in my own mind.
Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 5:50 PM UTC
I stare at my reflection and recognize,
All the things I used to hate about my irrelevant being.
Pale skin and freckled cheeks.
I see my self at the age of 7,
Applying thick layers of lotion on my skin.
Hopping they would disappear.
I smile as I take a look
At my fun-sized body.
Walking in my mothers heels
When she wasn’t home.
Hopping someday I would grow.
I get closer and gaze into my eyes.
Crazy shaking, boring brown.
I used to draw my self,
Wanting still watery eyes.
I spot the scars on my skin,
Trying to hide them under my skirt on my first date.
I am mid twenties now,
And I stare at my reflection.
I recognize my father in my freckles,
I feel 153cm of fun in my body,
I see sunlight
And
Written pages in my eyes.
I relive memories with every scar.
I learned to love,
But please teach me now...
How to love the growing pain
And my deeply scared soul.
How to love the drunk girl
In ***** clubs.
How to love the person,
I try to bury every night.
May 23, 2018
May 23, 2018 at 4:50 PM UTC
Bombay gin
and
lemon twists.
White shirts
and
blue lights.
Liquid joy
And
Sparkling tears.
Vibrant bodies
And
Violet skies.
Cherry lips
And
Sandy shoes.
Naked skin
And
Juiced kisses.
We are summer breeze
On rocky beaches.
We burn like salt
And ice cubes.
May 5, 2018
May 5, 2018 at 8:38 PM UTC
We were a drunk adventure,
at hotel emergency stairs.
We were cold bodies,
and tropical kisses.
We were exploding techno songs,
and we hit like ecstasy.
We were the calm before the storm,
and the smell after summer rain.
We were flower touch,
and dirtier than martinis.
We were caring friends,
and destructive lovers.
We were oven-like smiles,
and cold beer tears.
We were everything,
and we are empty nothings.
Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 11:00 AM UTC