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 Apr 2015 Death-throws
Chris
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As we sit looking out over
strawberry sherbet skies,
breathing in the solitude
of twilight’s scented breeze,
remembering the passing day
and laughing at firefly sparkles
glistening in our eyes

I see evening’s first star
appear beyond pine tree shadows,
above a drowsy horizon
An opal on a deep violet canvas
illuminating the desires
forever glowing in my heart,
and I make a wish

Enchanting cricket song
wafts through the fields
in harmony with our heartbeats,
when you take my face in your
primrose petal hands and kiss me,
sweeter than jasmine pudding,
taking my breath away

Then resting your head
on my shoulder you sigh,
telling me I am everything
you have ever wished for
and you will love me forever…
as I look back up at the star
*and whisper, “thank you”
Another day dream, well, twilight dream.  :)
I know its dumb to speak too soon
I know its rude to stare
But when you walk into the room
I can't help but not care
I know you're with another girl
I know its plain to see
But to me boy, you are my world
And you belong with me
Have I gone too far?
Does he still love me?
Am I still making sense?
Does he hate me?
Am I being unfair?
Putting too much pressure on him?
Did I say something wrong?
Am I being too clingy?
Should I ignore him?
Or avoid him completely?
Maybe we're not meant to be?
Maybe the timings all wrong?
Will I ever be enough?
Do I deserve his touch?
Does he want me alive?
Am I better off dead?
Will these pills even work?
Or will I just fall asleep?
Will I ever wake up?
Am I dead yet?
Maybe....
How much can one soul take?
When it is scorched by seething snarls and twisted words
With bitter kisses of one night stands
The closest things it has to love
Its mothers touch has long since curdled
And tears sting with crushed anger
How much can one soul take?
In a world so unruly and unjust
An abusive relationship between body and mind
A soul does not prevent the flesh from bleeding
Only the heart from beating
As sweet mercy of death finally draws this dance to an end
A soul is freed from its cage of flesh and material world
And set alight by a ray of everlasting hope
Until it lands in another
And continues its journey

*How much can your soul take?
He's restless. With bile in his throat
And adrenalin in his veins
He's living long before he realizes
A fist a flask a bit o this and that
An addiction
A love
A girl....
She's clever. A mindful eye behind her brain
A heart she thought would never beat again
A smoke a kiss a **** and a talent
Her addictions
Her love
Him....
They collide like the moon and the sea
Never completely
But enough
To move one another with grace unseen.
He has a poem she has a song
A word a whisper a lyric and a pun
They make each other,
The worlds most tragic
And divine
Lovers of the night
And sun
For you,             nothing
Love                                not now,
Hurt                                          no more.
Nothing              for you
Not now,                          love
No more                                    hurt
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