I am alone, beginning to realize
truth and death
are preferred, than living in
between the spaces
Feb 26, 2018
Feb 26, 2018 at 10:37 AM UTC
you and I,
burn in moonlight
darkling skies of a devil's sleep
a lust for love, attend the desire
for the flame is fiercer
beneath...
Feb 23, 2018
Feb 23, 2018 at 1:59 PM UTC
let me dissolve in your ocean
blue
somewhere, someone
belongs
where waves crash
the same
and the tide doesn't mind
gentle, now
this movement touches
bare skin
at the shoreline,
she dances too often
tracing footprints in sand
before he washes hers
away
leaving but a seashell
behind
a lonely goodbye,
and a smile to drown
beneath
"lady in blue"
Feb 1, 2018
Feb 1, 2018 at 5:05 PM UTC
to lose slowly
drift further into
shadows and fade
behind some goodbye
because some return
and never leave
the forgotten face,
an eerie atmosphere
of kept chemistry
thought to defy
time’s condition
a passing of fate
followed by chance
caught between
maybe and what ifs
the last waltz
they must dance
alone
for love has died
years before,
but
words taste alive
feeding the falsity
to which forever
burns with
Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 2:56 PM UTC
it felt good,
but lonesome
to be composed
of what you wanted
once
a lonely
feeling, that
claws at your insides
undecided
whether to belong
or fear
being misplaced
Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 1:34 PM UTC
the sun glistens
feel the gentle weight
of our world beneath
perfect stills,
replace
stranger times
and leaves fall softer
as people move free
silence brings
together,
what words
can't speak
my dearest day
lasts with you alone
in the safety found
between,
there is only
forever
in time shared
with you...
Oct 17, 2017
Oct 17, 2017 at 12:47 PM UTC
I was your rose
a garden to come undone
every waiting season,
my petals fall,
withering-
"wither with me"
his voice met hers
to resurrect a language
shadows trail behind,
in stranger places
between the furthest
corners reached
the dearest admire,
death too,
as beautiful as
the living
Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 8:45 AM UTC
he may not sing
the same song
as she,
yet hummed
his every
breath, only
to harmonize
with
her own
Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 3:43 AM UTC
fill up my glass
let's converse for a while
the night is young
and still only beginning
red wine: the rose of water
sweetened an evening
for a lifetime
with every sip, reality fades
to a moment of virtue;
heaven is found
in light of the unexpected
we grew intoxicated
the taste of pleasure
never felt empty
for a glass of wine,
brought us a bottle
neither
will finish
without
the other.
Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 5:25 PM UTC