lets build tree houses
and blanket dens
forts to be reckoned with
no one will infiltrate our
dreams
beneath these woven armours
dusk to dawn warriors
duelling with the notion of infinity
playful glances
and
everything i never said
my body already knows
way before my mind can read the cues
to connect on a level such as this
is rarer than july snow
and surely just as beautiful
he holds my face
cradling softly to meet his gaze
thumb and forefinger the lightest vice
but
i know these hands could never break me
intimacy is not something to be explained so readily
or easily
it should be
bittersweet raw honesty
May 15, 2016
May 15, 2016 at 2:14 PM UTC
i have taken up residence in your heart
through the walls of your chest
bare bone and naked soul
breathe my air
kiss me there
fixing back to wholeness
dissolving every stitch
i will mend each painful truth you have ever had to endure
fall in to me
for i will love you carefully
Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 5:11 PM UTC
lets build tree houses
and blanket dens
forts to be reckoned with
no one will infiltrate our
dreams
beneath these woven armours
dusk to dawn warriors
duelling with the notion of infinity
playful glances
and
everything i never said
my body already knows
way before my mind can read the cues
to connect on a level such as this
is rarer than July snow
and surely just as beautiful
he holds my face
cradling softly to meet his gaze
thumb and forefinger the lightest vice
but
i know these hands could never break me
intimacy is not something to be explained so readily
or easily
it should be
bittersweet raw honesty
Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 4:46 PM UTC
i am allergic to washing up liquid
and lovers who taste of day old liquor
unfortunately
neither have a warning
‘may cause irritation’
weary desperation
to scrub clean
every thought of us remaining
my hands are sore from rubbing
my eyes are bloodshot too
crying
sharp hot tears of
glistening glass, cutting at my cheek
every shattered word you said
a piercing pool of lies
next time
will be different
raised voices as high as the expectations
sober me from you
i’ll go cold ’til i no longer feel you rushing my system
addictive coffee skinned boy
drunk on the idea of forgetting you
maybe this relationship be a blur like the night before
that's how I would liken it
maybe we'd be happier surviving on the memories alone
drink me down
throw away the bottle
i can only imagine how your head feels from the hangover
well that's how my heart feels
over
Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 4:37 PM UTC
despite it all
there's still my body
with animalistic intent
looking at your lips eyes and hands
those mud pool eyes
swamping and sinking
driving me all kinds of crazy
hands icier than winters’ most desolate day
shock me with their stroke
render me no more
an object of your affection
attention bearing
overwhelming
little paper doll
fold and tear
new dimensions
in which I shall exist
swear to me
i am no longer needed
truth be told i’ll never believe you
your mouth mimes one thing
but your eyes
they flash
telling me otherwise
do you have any idea
the damage that your hands once did
not hurtful in the sense
but the shivers they subjected to
my spine
were cruel in their own right
do not lure me in with barely there surrender
hollow promises flood my empty heart
each crevice awash once more
with the hope
that this time you won’t leave me
swallowing for air
you are missing from me
not i, missing you
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 5:17 AM UTC
rust and bone
i will love you
until every copper dripped inch
of you
has eroded into dust
molten lava ash
whispering your sins
the intoxicating smoke
swirling in my lungs
you are a forest fire
ferocious infectious chaos
ensuing havoc in your path
i am ablaze
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 5:14 AM UTC