Sun-drenched in a smile between the dark hours of nine to four.
I'm caffeinated by his loquacious charm,
Easily awake for more.
We are uninhibitedly excited and tangibly so.
I am pacified listening to him loving to speak -
His passion is potion for my perpetual anxiety.
We kiss serendipitously the same.
Sloppily making an important point,
Intentions intensely plain.
(Written January 2011)
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 2:28 PM UTC
The aching spine is connected to the brain
that makes the heart beat weary
when eyes have stayed wide too long
Ears ring in throbbing beats
same as the tired pulsing muscles
that have seen close to no rest
The eyes of of the summer
adventure seeker burn
like the ever waking ever raging sun
I am exhausted
beyond my health's capacity
to keep me moving any longer...
(Written in 2010)
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 2:09 PM UTC
Blatantly pacing impatiently, waiting for daylight. I'm tired and wide awake, but it's not the right time of morning. It's a burning in the brain and the ***** of my eyes that keeps me in waking and my bed is cold and my hand is empty of yours, darling. The situation is hardly dire, but if you'd light my fire I'd be higher and we could be flyer together...
Nov 15, 2010
Nov 15, 2010 at 8:03 PM UTC
Suffering on the foggiest level. Buffering to ward off the devil. Privately articulating the indelicate erosion of a china doll face. Unveiling the haste of hustle from her face where grace might have been before she fell... apart... from being wrapped in the race too long. Manufactured for success we digress under pressure. We try to be greater and find ourselves lesser, confronted by an anxiety fueled by society. Can't say I know anyone who isn't stressed... Meanwhile the china doll is made of powder and glue so when the rain comes she doesn't know what to do but cry off her own face and die. The china doll face that we doubt ever possessed any grace at all. She dilapidates. Depressed. Sunken eyes, damp dress. We say goodbye to her fragile frame and forget so fast...
Nov 15, 2010
Nov 15, 2010 at 12:00 PM UTC
I am in love with what I could be
I am rooted in stagnant ambition
Tied to the sky and still pulled by gravity
Full of detail but lacking definition
I see stars hung in my eyes
I know rainbows surge in my veins
But it's cloudy where my body lies
And my most colorful ideas are blots and stains
My hands and mouth make no music
My soul has songs pulsing to be played
I can make a word bend to movingly use it
But still feel locked up today
I am in love with what I could be
A stunning display of divine creation
There's something burning colors inside of me
It burns for satiation
Nov 15, 2010
Nov 15, 2010 at 11:59 AM UTC
The weakness that defines me
Confines me to my own skin
Binds my limbs tightly
Won’t let the light in
I breathe toxicity
With every indulgent fear
I beg to summon bravery
I pray to feel You here
I am an infant
New in everything
I am repentant
More new than anything
I meditate in this new place
On a face I don’t understand
I ***** through inward space
Feebly trying to stand
I have been lost for so long
Frozen in the grip of ice
My shepherd has gone
This cold heart must suffice
I am an infant
New in everything
I am repentant
More new than anything
Remove my swaddling
Unfold new grace
I hear the heavens calling
Let light kiss this face
Nov 15, 2010
Nov 15, 2010 at 11:58 AM UTC
Tonight the moon shines blue
Darkly lit it sits in waiting
Anything but an effervescent hue
Sadly moaning and contemplating
It’s too late for anyone to look at the sky
Too late to notice the tears in its eyes
It’s too lonely to call out a name
Too anxious and full of shame
Tonight the moon shines so blue
I wish I could help, but what can I do?
Nov 15, 2010
Nov 15, 2010 at 11:57 AM UTC
When I make you laugh out loud
My stomach flips around
I want to spin into you
I want you to want to spin into me too
I want to feel your smile on mine
Let's lock fingers and dive into something new
Would you put your hand in mine?
I want to feel your shine
Making you smile is like seeing stars in daylight
When the sun sets I want to know who you are
I want to see your stars through 'til night
I want to know what makes you shine so bright
I want to feel your smile on mine
Let's discover what beats inside each other
Would you open your heart to mine?
I want to feel your shine
Nov 15, 2010
Nov 15, 2010 at 11:57 AM UTC
Done the unrequited thing before
Already been on the wrong side of the two-way mirror
No desire to be behind a front-lit scrim again
So I'll dance beneath a veil, hidden in plain sight
Bat my eyelashes from behind a painted fan
Chasse away from someone who never needs to know
Nov 15, 2010
Nov 15, 2010 at 11:51 AM UTC
Love is a demon I've been tired of chasin'
Love is a demon I've been tired of wastin'
Some days it won't leave me alone
Most days it won't pick up its phone
Love is a demon, and I -- I ain't no saint.
Nov 15, 2010
Nov 15, 2010 at 11:50 AM UTC