Maybe
You were a mistake
Made of cigarette smoke and smiles.
But then I knew I was lost
When I first saw you
Shrouded in shadows and neon lights.
You tasted like my cigarettes.
Maybe.
You were a mistake.
Made of sharp alcohol and warmth.
And I knew I was lost
When you touched me
And you put your lips to mine.
You tasted like whiskey.
Maybe
You were a mistake.
But a mistake I'd make over
And over again.
So your lips won't leave mine
And your arms won't leave me cold.
You tasted
Like you were mine.
Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 7:51 AM UTC
You tie a ribbon around my neck.
It is my collar;
It is my noose.
But I won’t undo the bow.
As your red lips brush mine,
The satin tightens on my skin.
I can’t undo the bow.
I don’t want to anyway.
Though you choke me slowly,
I let you.
Why?
You are my torture.
You are my pain.
Your blinding black eyes
Enchant
And the fire in your tongue
Spellbind.
I am trapped
And I am yours.
Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 2:22 PM UTC
The truth
Is the hardest thing to believe.
So I won't look
at your side of the bed.
I shall live
My fantasy.
It's not that hard
To live with eyes closed.
I'll just count the steps
And count my breaths
To make sure
I keep moving.
Dec 24, 2015
Dec 24, 2015 at 3:00 AM UTC
The truth is in your dark eyes.
But your touch
Distracts me.
Your lies are sweeter anyway.
I remember
When you were my ***** secret.
Now I'm yours.
Maybe we deserve to burn
In each other's fires.
What I have is not love.
What you want is not happiness.
We have a passion
That burns and devours.
And soon, we shall
Both be ash.
Dec 24, 2015
Dec 24, 2015 at 2:58 AM UTC
A bird's wing brushed my shoulder.
I looked behind me.
In the darkness, there was the wind.
I inhaled.
I exhaled.
Smoke from my lungs,
Curling words through the air.
Then I thought of you.
Dec 18, 2015
Dec 18, 2015 at 8:22 AM UTC
Will I hold your hand in mine
When dreams have fallen into waking?
Perhaps I'll dream of you tonight
And walk with you to the edge
Of the moon and her shadow.
When you wake, remember
The moon dust as we walked.
Perhaps you'll dream of me tonight
And dance with me across the sea
To sing with sirens under sky lights
When I wake I'll remember
The sea foam under our feet.
But
If I dream alone this night,
I'll have the moon.
I'll have the sea.
If I dream alone tonight,
Will you be there when I wake
in the sunlight?
Nov 27, 2015
Nov 27, 2015 at 1:07 PM UTC