what if we'd stop or just
try to jump
what if to carry wasn't meant
for us after all
what if I was never yours to hold
write this book
trust the "I know"
and what if the truth was right
would I still try to convince wrong?
you see
the line grows from above
and I'll sell the book
I promise
'cause "what if" was never mine
it was yours
and only
yours
a.b
Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 6:06 AM UTC
it's sinking deep within
under the skin of mine
turning this black and white
it's sinking deep within
behind my shirtsleeve
with words too thin
and it might be right
to give it all and fight
but as it's sinking deep
I'm afraid
it might drown while asleep
May 31, 2017
May 31, 2017 at 7:07 AM UTC
she was racing over the horizon
through lines
over luminaries
time ticks flew
tore by the wind
"I play with gusts and thunder,"
she said,
"I'm not afraid to get burned."
May 31, 2017
May 31, 2017 at 6:48 AM UTC
she wore a white dress
and believed in magic
now and then
she wrote stories on city streets
on inked notebook pages
and crafted memorials into ghosts
sterilizing thorns of roses
praying
who knew?
they clapped hands
and she decided
she'll never look back
again
May 31, 2017
May 31, 2017 at 6:40 AM UTC
free spirit caressed
we danced
and there was no place other
to feel more blessed
May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 11:51 AM UTC
for the first time
it was the last
I had no reason to stay
nor be away
for the first time
it was the last
my last
'In between'
May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 11:49 AM UTC
I'll keep calling
and calling
I'll keep walking
and falling
and somewhere between
the clouds
and his arms
I'll know
I'll know my home
May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 11:46 AM UTC
as beautiful as every sunrise colours the sky
as magical as the wind dances with her hair
in autumn shy
so does her loving heart
with gentle whispers of art
a.b
May 17, 2017
May 17, 2017 at 3:18 AM UTC
I'll always want you
even when all alone
aching in my bones
heart full of stones
I'll always want you
with my dark red lips
full of poems
and secret scripts
I'll always want you
with all my fears
standing under the sky
full of tears
I'll always want you
even if you think you don't
or I
a.b
May 17, 2017
May 17, 2017 at 3:10 AM UTC
those words fly like birds
the words I told you
and you promised not to forget
they're out of the cage
hovering above
still there
full of flame and beautiful songs
those words fly like birds
and maybe one day
they'll migrate like birds too
crossing walls of time
refusing to return to you
but today
those words fly like birds above our heads
they fly on
and on
a.b
May 17, 2017
May 17, 2017 at 3:09 AM UTC