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Alex Salazar Apr 2017
She's always misplacing.
Feeling for new incongrunces
I try to be pragmatic, & feel for her supple fingers.
These are the parameters of an injured human being.
A prosaic heart, A tenuous mind.  
I have fallen into the pit of her idiosyncrasies.
A man on a mission seeking to breathe & expand my spirit into her lungs.
Her nature corrupts my own,
And like a troglodyte,  I disperse my emotions into a prism.
A prism that is now full of turmoil & suspicion.
Oh wonderful, wonderful you..
Alex Salazar Mar 2017
Somethings are forever.
Like a last goodbye, swelling into a deep lullaby.
Or like new beginnings under a reign of tiny kisses.

Eyes illuminated,
Heart incinerated,
Mind foliated,
Soul encapsulated.

My emotions  are a crutch,
My will, feels like it doesn't weigh much.
Death bed.
Flat line
Passion reborn.
Alex Salazar Mar 2017
What's inside of you, is also found inside of me.
A child, full of vulnerability.
Never safe, in a jungle full of uncertainty.

Sometimes, a voice is allowed into the fold.
Words Spark Embers
Love leaves Smolders

And in the moonlight two  souls are Adjoined in a single sight.
Alex Salazar Mar 2017
4 u
Hair on your face
twinkle on your nose
beautiful lips & a heavenly soul


i feel myself squint
i feel my heart melt
my love begins & and my arms give out
Alex Salazar Mar 2017
The hurt you sold, the hands you left.  
My body feels cold, my mind's a mess.
I can feel the earth, I can feel the wind
So I know, I'll crawl out from within.
I've had enough of my stomach,
I've had enough of my breath.
I'll sink my feet into the soil and burn on without any regrets.
I'm missing the innocence, i'm missing your fingertips.
But most of all I'm missing your  soft countenance.
Alex Salazar Mar 2017
Sometimes when I rise out of the nebulosity of my ego, I can see  dead leaves on the ground.
Above I feel formless, Uncrippled by any  precursing contingencies.
Disturbances are nullified by the rising and falling of my breath.
I am no longer a keeper of anything.
I feel as I've been left to float inside a vacuum that requires the complete disassociation from anything that I have ever known.
Everything here is gentle, && welcomed.
vibrant and healing.
perplexing to those that aren't ready to let go, salvation for the many who are.
Alex Salazar Mar 2017
Feather bound beauty
Collected inside my dream, a stream of tear drops are falling down your cheeks.
Your eyes like wells,
Your lips like tangerines.
I brought my heart tonight so that we both may have a goodnights sleep.
My intentions are honest && gutted from the purity of my soul.
All I wish now is to hold you Evermore.
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