Yes, I have always dreamed of Fire.
For what reason I know not. I simply inhabit a strange affinity towards that which burn and devour. Often I wake in the dead of night- soaked in my own sweat- and the smell of primal destruction, rage and ruin around me, like the beating wings of fireflies.
So, the fact that I should fall in love with someone like you seemed almost unavoidable. Like timber and sparks we would surely catch fire when entwined.
Although, hearts of wood and fire were not meant to last. For a while we would shine bright and keep the night at bay, but you would consume be, steal my light, and once you were done you would leave my ashes behind
- still glowing faintly with the memory of your touch.
Jun 21, 2016
Jun 21, 2016 at 1:28 PM UTC
I have always dreamed of fire
Yet awake I dwell in dust
and the more I dream
the more it would seem
that Fear will light my pyre
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 11:51 AM UTC
Some may call it cliche, but I think I found myself today
standing there under the small waterfall and gazing up to watch the individual drops spiraling down towards my face in slow motion, almost as if each one, slowly yet rushed, leaned into kiss
my eyelid, my open mouthed smile, my collar bone,
without hesitation.
They knew exactly where they wanted to fall and land,
but they wanted to get the timing right;
they wanted the moment to be perfect.
And good God, was it.
When I reached my hands out, rainbow tinted droplets puddled in my palms,
the sun glistened against my pale skin and the water gave me satisfying chills like no other.
Vividly colored wings fluttered by my feet and the emerald leafed trees
shadowed and protected me and rocks of burgundy and taupe clay cradled me.
It wasn't the giggles escaping his mouth each time she slipped in the mud, or the way she danced careless and free beside me
that reminded me how great a treasure this life is; pleasantries weren't what I needed.
It was the intricate patterns of the silk and spider skeletons.
It was the uphill climbing adrenaline.
The masterpieces not created by men.
It was the sound of the water trickling between nooks and crannies.
The elflike mushroom homes, the winding creek paths and bees.
The warmth on my shoulders and glare through the trees.
It was the symbiosis of all of the living things around me
that most don't think to actually consider alive...
But how could I not,
when they're the only ones making me feel the same way?
Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 3:02 AM UTC
A salty kiss
on a rosy cheek
A fractured heart
and a Star Wars geek
A dream of fame
not enough to hide
his deepest desire
- a loving bride
A dying ego
searching for aid
to someday forget
those eyes of Jade
Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 2:08 AM UTC
Brown eyes as big
as my heart
I wanted you from the
very start
but I maintained
and stayed in my lane
but when you spoke
I never heard a word you were saying
You may have guessed,
I'm a mess, obsessed with love & ***
I'm a little weird
I might need a shrink
when I'm around you
I never even blink
even when my knees grow weak
that face of yours
is the only help I'll seek.
Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 2:02 AM UTC
*some people cannot understand
that this world is not
revolving around the sun
instead
we are all revolving
in these four letters
called love*
©IGMS
Aug 6, 2015
Aug 6, 2015 at 2:01 PM UTC
A fevered pulse
though sweat moves slow
as night falls
fast upon our bed
breath of steam
we float like dream
to fill the hollows
sink, we swallow
the light of gold
we seek to follow
hear a blue calling
under the ache of stars
as the moon blooms
softly sallow.
Aug 6, 2015
Aug 6, 2015 at 1:59 PM UTC
Listen
You escape into the heart of dawn
No longer life or a lover's pawn
Your ship is set for distant lands
Uncharted realms
Loving hands
Though Storm and Silence rocks your boat
you are still alive
You are still afloat.
And as the wind sets it's tone- you realize you're not alone
We sail together, you and I
Pay Dusk no matter, WE shall not die
for this wooden heart- will still depart
**and no festered crack shall **** your Art!**
Hand in Hand even the Caspian Sea
holds no borders for you and me.
Aug 6, 2015
Aug 6, 2015 at 1:27 PM UTC
She is Fossilized Fire
An Emerald Symphony
Dancing on a Diamond pyre
In Everlasting symmetry
The Brave will try to take her home
Those fools of wretched Monochrome
But those who Love
Will only Admire
In Fear of Killing
That Glorious Fire
Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 5:06 PM UTC
You are sitting by a crystal lake
With bright blue eyes shut wide awake
Peeling of a broken mind
All that sorrow you left behind
No more shade
No echoed fright
Only hope
And blinding light.
Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 4:51 PM UTC