Sober bodies, sober souls
I wonder if you'll ever know
Of the love i have for the tip of your nose
And the frames on your face when your eyelids close
Sober bodies, tipsy souls
Just maybe, one day I'll know
The way it feels when i see you flow
The smell of your skin when you hold me close
Sober bodies, drunken souls
In a state that i want to know
Will we ever see each other grow?
Or will we each stay on paths of our own?
dRuNkeN b0Dy, sober soul
Because I have no choice but to see you go.
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 10:30 AM UTC
My heart still grumbles from time to time,
Waiting for you to finally satiate it.
You never choose to feed,
And you never will.
Jun 26, 2017
Jun 26, 2017 at 1:30 PM UTC
i love your constellations.
i wish i was an astronaut.
Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 1:52 PM UTC
i like it when we drink
the scent of sweet alcohol,
rockets burning through my chest's atmosphere
my head in outer space
i watch you
set aside your branches
as i take pleasure in your fire.
narrow your already narrow lids,
turn the edges of your lips,
tilt your head as your hair slips.
lured and leashed,
that smirk.
Oh God, that smirk.
Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 1:39 PM UTC
you still get angry
when you are hungry
you waited outside class;
smiled at me as we intersected paths
we are annoyed
at a new girl in philosophy class
we are happy
when we drink on friday nights
we are happy
when we go on our car rides
i like this thing
we are happy.
Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 11:00 AM UTC
each day and night i try to raise my ribs
each day and night i cry as my lungs fail me
each day and night i sigh as you slip into my brain
each day and night i ask myself why
why did you do this
why do i do this to myself
why am i like this
am i not enough?
will i ever be enough?
at times, i feel as though the world was at arm's reach
i am the queen, the beloved mother of my people
my hot curls are blowing in the wind
as i face the army whose aim is to destroy me
but now, i am nothing
Apr 10, 2017
Apr 10, 2017 at 12:59 PM UTC
oh how easy would it be
for my lies to be truths
all would be good and sweet
like eating ripened fruits
although aromatic, these are
definitely rotten from the core
would you dare take a peek
and see what lies in store?
Mar 26, 2017
Mar 26, 2017 at 9:19 PM UTC
things fall apart
and like a nudged glass chandelier
we came crashing down
on cold, hard marble
wouldn't it have been nice
to be made out of plastic as well?
maybe then,
we wouldn't be in pieces.
Mar 25, 2017
Mar 25, 2017 at 10:57 AM UTC
grab my branches
and lay your head to sleep
as the wind caresses
the chimes deep in our souls
constellations fall on me
as i watch you dream
breathe in, breath out
your face so serene
leaves sway against your head,
combing through black silk
my trunk always for your protection
you will never be alone
roots intertwine, digging deeper
into the warm, moist soil
the sun, although too hot,
would never have let us burn.
a season went by,
we ate the fruits unabashedly
i was happy.
you were happy.
a storm rolled by,
i was left broken in the whiplash
severed parts scattered
but it did not matter
you were with me
that didn't last
you didn't even say goodbye,
not a word, not a sound
and now i am alone on this melancholic plane
roots uprooted
trunk slashed through
branches broken and bent
leaves and fruits plucked and hurled
you left me to die
but still i long for you
i will never know why
i will never know why
Mar 12, 2017
Mar 12, 2017 at 1:42 PM UTC
you got angry
when you were hungry
you used to be sad
when our paths did not intersect
we were annoyed
at the same girl in philosophy class
you were happy
when we got to watch movies together
we were happy
sharing secrets and fundamental truths
but that's the thing.
we were happy.
Mar 12, 2017
Mar 12, 2017 at 1:19 PM UTC