Tell me you did not know
that you would tear the life out of me,
rip it to shreds piece by piece
before my very eyes
that your memory would claw at my lungs,
***** every gasp I tried to take,
and fill each breath with the taste of your skin
that you were the only one to see a light in me
and now I'm groping in the dark.
Jan 30, 2014
Jan 30, 2014 at 12:12 PM UTC
You cut kisses down my arm
that I wrapped with bandages as tight as I could, so I couldn't feel the pain
but they kept bleeding.
Bleeding phrases that felt
the cold sharpness of your back
as it walked away from me,
the Words you chose to hide away
the silencers on silent guns,
And I see your face reflect red in my blood.
Hear you tapping in my heartbeat
Jan 30, 2014
Jan 30, 2014 at 11:12 AM UTC
1.
You breathe slowly out
I can feel the warmth of your arm
around my shoulders
And a smile plays on the corner of
your mouth
when you look at me.
2.
To describe your lips would be to stroke
a heart with the tips of your fingers
as softly as an autumn breeze
But yet having the strongest grip in the world.
3.
The sparks that flew between our hearts
Our fingers
Our lips
Could have fuelled a million cities
4.
Uncertainty is the worst
It cuts little triangles in the sails of your smiles
too small to stop the ship from sailing
but enough that lines of doubt will etch itself
into the forehead of the captain
and make his hand reach out for a bottle of wine.
5.
If I could I would give you the stars
but is it worth giving when the star is fading?
6.
And maybe
the Future is not what it seems
and the sharp curve of your cheek
and dusting of glitter in your eyes will
stay in my head forever.
Jan 21, 2014
Jan 21, 2014 at 3:45 AM UTC
I silence my thoughts as it cries
come here, come here
talk to me, talk to me.
My eyes glimmer and
glance towards you, ready to
look away if you turn,
but you don't, you don't.
My lips they say: Just leave
I don't care, I don't care.
My heart, it hurts
because I do.
Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 12:38 PM UTC
There's a tension in my heart
that screams wolf howls
without speaking.
I look away, and replay old videos on my phone
just to hear your voice.
I start to hate bubbles
when they trickle through my eyelids
but I stop tilting my head back.
I'd take the sting of shampoo
over the jewelled bees of your eyes
when you look right through me.
Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 12:29 PM UTC