I’m always falling
and I often end up drained.
I wish instead of tumbling that
I could fly on my paper cranes.
On my paper cranes
I’d fly over cardstock trees,
to land inside an origami garden
and sit on folded peonies.
I’d go on a newspaper sailboat
and float over the tissue sea
to visit cardboard whales
and foam board manatees
I wish that all my troubles,
were made of paper too,
and that I could solve them
by folding a world for you.
Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 1:34 PM UTC
Tired,
I crawl into the hole I created,
my resting place.
It is nestled deep in the tundra,
Away from the life I have lived.
Here,
I forget my failures,
that I have burned into the skin
of those I love the most.
Here,
I close my eyes,
and like a needle has been
pushed into my veins,
I forget.
Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 10:32 AM UTC
Sometimes
things don't
end with thunderous applause,
or even with a bang.
Because,
Some endings,
aren't proper endings
at all.
Sometimes,
all explanation
is heard in the absence
of words.
But I've learned
to decipher
the silence.
Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 4:44 PM UTC
Almost lover,
an odd concept-
one that's not
completely understood
until it hits you.
Even curiouser,
is the almost
almost lover,
a strange in between,
a nerve wracking limbo.
Please don't be
my almost lover.
Please don't let me
***** this up.
Please be mine,
because I want
to be yours,
and I feel you slipping.
Jan 31, 2016
Jan 31, 2016 at 8:45 PM UTC
"I miss you" you say
"I miss you too," I tell you
I truly do.
"When are you free?" I ask
"Never, but I'll make time for you," you say
That
Doesn't
Make
Me
Feel
Better
About taking
Your time
Jan 31, 2016
Jan 31, 2016 at 3:26 PM UTC
I dreamt of you again last night, I've felt
more of your kisses in my dreams than
in real life.
Does that make them any less real?
Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 8:18 PM UTC
*if you can't feel love
then
you are only breathing*
not living
©IGMS
Jan 10, 2016
Jan 10, 2016 at 12:02 AM UTC
The feathery touch
Of your skin
Is so sincere and warm
My blood starts throbbing beneath.
The bond between
Our hearts
Is strongly entwined
Obtaining a new truth.
Your breath,
Your touch,
Your gaze,
All drive me sanely mad
I no longer choke
On my own loneliness
Because you are my new clarity,
Igniting a flame in my soul,
Jumbling the insides
Of my stomach
In some chaste way.
I'm naive to your potency,
The fool...
Letting your love
Stain my heart
With no regrets.
Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 10:55 PM UTC
Forever seems like such a short time,
until you meet someone,
and a forever spent with them,
would be too short.
Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 10:50 PM UTC