I know...
I am not one of the pages of your book
or the words in your poem
But...
I will tirelessly watch over you from every nook.
I know I am your never
but you will forever be my always...
I know...
I am not the potrait you are painting
or the inspiration behind your masterpieces
But...
in my heart , it is your name I am engraving.
I know I am your never
but you will forever be my always...
I know...
I am not the reason for your smiles
or the tickles of your laughter
But...
for you, I would walk a thousand miles.
I know I am your never
but you will forever be my always...
I know...
I am not your shining star
or the light in your life
But...
till forever is through, I'll admire you from afar.
I know I am your never
but you will forever be my always...
I know...
I am not the one your heart beats for
or the one you desire
But...
my hearts says as long as it brings you happiness,
it wants nothing more.
I know I am your never
but you will forever be my always...
Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 1:56 AM UTC
Driving around in a fancy car
Leather jacket and shiny shades
Did they ever get you far?
Still, they brought you to me
Glares and mocking grins,
Keeping the distance but
Still, you pulled me in
Nothing much, just a simple thing
And then I uncovered your hidden depths
All you loved and all you have left
Finding myself but looking for you
Won’t you trust me, too?
You pulled me in, and I can’t win
Helpless, please
What can I do?
Breathless, please, I need this
You’ve hidden all you’ve left to give
Locked away and thrown the key
You think you’re broken, hopeless, but
Steady, there’s nothing to fix
Hidden away but still shining bright
I’m blinded by your light but
Still, I’m pulled in
Drowning, but so worth it
And then I find out you’re more
Witty jokes, warnings ignored
I found myself but I don’t know what to do
You’ve pulled me in but no one’s lost
You’ve hidden all you’ve left to give
Locked away but I know the key
You’re not broken, you know,
Steady, we’re okay
And maybe I’ll see you in my dreams, the two of us,
Blue and orange, so strange, a perfect pair
Maybe we’ll set sail, drifting out in the open –
Anchored by each other, never lost.
Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 6:28 AM UTC
Let your stature dwarf me
Let me drown in your eyes,
twine my fingers in your hair
As you peer into
The depths of my soul
layer by layer:
Every part of me.
Let your kisses convey
what your mouth
Cannot articulate
Let your fingertips trace my palm as
my fingertips trace the planes of your face:
Wrap me
in your warm embrace.
I don't know the layers of your scent
but I know that it encompasses me.
Home
is where you are
Breathe me in
tell me,
Am I
home too?
Sep 13, 2013
Sep 13, 2013 at 2:44 AM UTC
I would like to be
like glass
Beautifully touched
with a searing kiss, and
Wondrously shaped
into what
I could be
but there is also
A strange splendour
in the salt
That was the ocean,
kissed too hard by the Sun
and what about
The tide that always comes back
to kiss the shore
No matter how far
they separate?
I'm not sure if it's
beautiful, or pitiful
For the tide seems to
love the shore so much –
But what about the shore?
does it wish, with all its being,
That it could be with
the tide forever?
Or does it long
for those moments of peace
Without the tide
(to be alone?)
But
the tide
Always
comes back
Let's not forget about the Sun:
does it wish to come down and play
Or does it wish that
they would take their problems
And go away?
Sep 13, 2013
Sep 13, 2013 at 2:33 AM UTC
the collection of lines
Across your wrist
what stories
Do they tell?
or are they
Records
of the time
You spent?
sometimes
I wonder
what it would be like
To have actual scars
to prove that
What I feel
threatens
To
overwhelm
But aren't
the ones without
Scars
on their skin
The same ones
who have
Scars
inside?
Sep 13, 2013
Sep 13, 2013 at 2:17 AM UTC
and maybe it isn't that
We're “ugly"
but maybe it's just that
We're looking too close
for afterall
If we looked as close
beautiful paintings
Would just be
blobs of
Ink
Sep 12, 2013
Sep 12, 2013 at 11:16 AM UTC
And I know
that these aren't
Poems
(not really)
But let me
play pretend
And I know
that these
“Poems"
aren't actually good
But leave me
to my delusions
Sep 12, 2013
Sep 12, 2013 at 6:52 AM UTC
I worry,
about how
Unworthy
I am.
You are perfect,
so much
More
than all I ever could be.
You will look at me
and find me wanting, lacking.
Despondent, utterly forlorn
because I can
Never
even begin
To compare.
you are
Deeper than the ocean,
and I am
Shallower than a rain puddle.
you despise
People like me.
how will I
Cope?
but maybe
You will approve
because
I will
love you
To the universe
and
Beyond
Sep 11, 2013
Sep 11, 2013 at 12:59 PM UTC
The days are short
and the nights are long
Nights filled
with thoughts of you.
Craving, longing, dreaming:
the affection you
bestow upon her,
the way my heart beats —
as if it were yours,
And how
the Sun could never
compete with
The light
in your eyes.
How foolish I am,
To miss
what was never mine
To dream
of what I could never have
To hope
for something — anything.
Sep 11, 2013
Sep 11, 2013 at 12:33 PM UTC
Once there was an invisible man,
tired of being unseen.
Invisible he was not,
yet people did not see him.
But if no one saw him,
was he really there at all?
If no one sees you,
are you really here at all?
Sep 11, 2013
Sep 11, 2013 at 12:19 PM UTC