I've said goodbye at bus stops
In coffee shops, on planes.
In broken down hotel rooms
and in sudden summer rains.
I've said it without speaking
when I could not find the words.
In parking lots, at funerals
and to the song of birds.
When forced to without meaning it
I've even said it too,
but the hardest thing I'll ever do
is say goodbye to you.
Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 3:23 PM UTC
Her heart beats ferociously
pounding rhythmically
it drums the melody
like an ancient rite
deep and fluid
vibrant and universal
the
song
is
of
love.
Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 1:12 PM UTC
Amid morning chaos
eyes that won't open
and certainly won't shut
I
see
you.
A not so distant memory
still vibrant
edges barely fading.
I can still taste your kisses
like a light spring shower -
the calm before
the ensuing storm.
Every
inch
of
you
Aflame in memory
a fire too hot to extinguish
yet I am not wholly consumed.
You stole my mind
before you acquired my heart.
A
love
like
that
irreplaceable.
Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 12:47 PM UTC
