I want to softly whisper
incomplete poems
on your collar bones
that don't rhyme with anything
but your heavy breathing.
I want to bury my face
in the curves of your neck
because you smell like the winter clouds
and I've been gazing at the sky
since you left.
Mar 21, 2016
Mar 21, 2016 at 9:17 PM UTC
And I'll tell her, be like the borealus and how they are knowing steep and predictably North. But be as the auroras, and how they change their colors constantly. Forever causing people to stop and stare...
Mar 21, 2016
Mar 21, 2016 at 9:07 PM UTC
I told you that I need you to wait, a smile leaked onto the blank canvas that is your face, creating a masterpiece better than da Vinci's, and you asked How Long?
Mar 21, 2016
Mar 21, 2016 at 9:01 PM UTC
What is happy?
For when i'm with you i smile and laugh and my insides feel like fire,
and when i'm not i'm wishing i was.
Is happy this?
If so let my soul be brimful with happiness.
Nov 6, 2015
Nov 6, 2015 at 1:05 AM UTC
In the beginning
i was a single beam, gray-colorless
Then i met you,
and you showed me how the world was my prism.
Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 10:00 AM UTC