The actor on the screen of our favorite show has nothing
on the way the TV glow graces your skin.
And the vibrant sunrise pales
to the green and gold peeking out between your tired eyelids.
There is no comparative to spilling words into your chest
in the quiet darkness when neither of us can sleep.
And the warm fizz that fills me when you pull me
just a little bit tighter
and press your full lips to the base of my skull.
I wouldn't trade that little smile that tugs at the right corner of your mouth when I kiss the left for all of the big things in the world.
Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 10:49 PM UTC
Equanimity;
How stoically your eyes shroud
those growing storm clouds.
Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 4:30 PM UTC
Dry leaves rustling
Remnants from fall float away
In a cool spring breeze.
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 12:30 AM UTC
Green buds, fresh mowed grass,
Bees and pollen everywhere;
I can't stop sneezing.
May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 7:13 PM UTC
I tried to show you the stars
but all you saw was black sky.
I tried to lift you up
but all you noticed was how far you had to fall.
I tried to sing to you
but all you heard was the silence between words.
I tried to give you warmth
but all you felt was the itch of my sweater.
You're far too aware,
yet so very blind.
Apr 17, 2015
Apr 17, 2015 at 1:14 PM UTC
Inhale. Exhale.
Whether you're at your high
Or low
Just promise me to please,
Inhale. Exhale
When life is too much to bare,
And you want to end it all
Just please
Inhale. Exhale
When you're lost and alone,
With no where to go,
Inhale. Exhale.
Mar 14, 2015
Mar 14, 2015 at 3:47 PM UTC
I feel the waves crashing into my spine
knocking the wind out of me
again
and again
and again.
I can't keep my head above water
but the tide never stops
(I fear that soon my heart will).
I reach for your hand to pull me out
but it seems you just push me deeper.
Choking on the salt rushing down my throat.
My lungs are bursting,
won't you throw me a line?
Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 10:58 PM UTC
Loving someone who doesn't love themself
is a constant reminder
that bliss and pain are one and the same.
Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 8:19 PM UTC
Constant changing
of winds and minds and ideas.
Worry
nesting in my bones and thinning my thighs.
Love
blowing through our open mouths and burrowing
deep deep into my soul.
Hurt
in the most raw form
when your mind is cloudy and I care too much.
The end is so worth it
but the journey might eat me alive.
Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 8:06 PM UTC
There are bruises on the insides of my thighs from your hip bones
and bruises on my lips from your teeth.
There is a bruise on my chin from bumping heads while we slept
and a bruise on my heart from the words that fell out of your mouth.
These bruises are reminders
That *** is clumsy
Kissing is sometimes better when you're smiling
Sleeping together is messy and beautiful
And words leave marks that will never fade.
Bruises in a positive light; what a concept.
Mar 1, 2015
Mar 1, 2015 at 12:33 PM UTC