It was all I wanted. To be close to him, as close as our human forms would allow us, as close as words would get us. Without the neighboring stares, the waiting appointments, the frequent calls. To be absolutely alone, just two beating hearts stopping time and motion.
I knew, of course, that these were all affairs of the mind. That if I were to gather enough willpower I could suppress these hindering fears and obstacles and I would be able to succumb to my present, to my very latent and waiting task.
But I couldn't divorce the thought that I ought to be interrupted from loving him at any time and that I may not be able to love again, in the same way.
Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 1:47 PM UTC
She reached and reached, on the tip of her toes,
But with every second passed the moon she could not hold.
Inch by inch, she standing on the very edge, was suddenly left hugged by pitch blackness.
Sep 27, 2014
Sep 27, 2014 at 4:07 AM UTC
The poets are dead.
We killed them
Trading truthful words
For false security.
Sep 12, 2014
Sep 12, 2014 at 1:05 AM UTC
Your name
always on my lips
Your face
always there
when I close my eyes
Your presence
always in my dreams
You haunt me
Sep 12, 2014
Sep 12, 2014 at 1:04 AM UTC
When the switch
Goes off
I feel you creep into my mind
Sep 12, 2014
Sep 12, 2014 at 1:00 AM UTC
Bursting from the inside in,
You and I colliding,
Creating electricity,
Bolts and bolts exploring your geography,
Tingling your heart, exploding in your brain,
Piloerections across your pale terrain.
Poems encoded in miliseconds,
Of energy, of electrons,
Pushing through nerves,
Veins,
Drains,
Cells full of life and dear how sweet,
Yet the end so near,
Never comes.
Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 5:03 AM UTC