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Dec 2018 · 379
Jonas and his time machine
Bor ehgit Dec 2018
Theres an old cabin at the edge of the ocean, where salt and the summer sun are trapped in it's aging wood. Small peices of the past still linger within it's walls. Like ripples leading us through worm holes, and back into thier arms. The scent of purfume softly misted within the passing breeze, will feel like its stopped the world around you.

As you close your eyes in the moment, you could still feel the sensation of their warm lips grazing yours. The unforgettable feeling of thier body heat dancing around you. The oils from the fingertips, pressed firmly against your jaw line.

Thier essence slowly fading, but never quite gone.
Oct 2018 · 106
CIPA!
Bor ehgit Oct 2018
You keep me anchored, while I was constantly at battle with the holes in my mind. Warm, soft, hands among freezing skin.
Bor ehgit Oct 2018
We have chosen the harder road, the one where quiet lips last forever. Ghost spend the calendar year accompanying us. Occasionally sending a soft breeze down your neck to keep you guessing. The stars dim a little closer to non-existence, but remain the same to eyes so far away. As we stare into separate mirrors
but always find one another.
Oct 2018 · 186
Untitled
Bor ehgit Oct 2018
I believe if you follow your heart you will someday experience that fullness we all seek.  There's a darkness that we all posess, that reminds us to continue being reckless. Making us think that because we are not permanent we should give into temptations to feel the moment. When moments are best felt by things we as people cannot control. Things that reminds us that are minds could never possess all the answers and with that comes beauty. The beauty that allows us to never stop learning and growing. See the truth always comes back to the heart. When we follow it sometimes things hurt and they hurt real bad. But we shed that damaged skin and emerge with a stronger sense of self.
Oct 2018 · 213
Slowly goes my ghost
Bor ehgit Oct 2018
In the mind.
There's a constant breeze.
Blowing against the scattered pieces.
Trying to find somewhere they fit.

Sometimes they settle.

Memories all dilute over time.
Even the few that you could still feel.
Bor ehgit Oct 2018
The leaves around were falling, I felt the chill back in the air. The memories from the summer, have all but disappeared. You say you found a lover, someone who truly understands. But don't act like I'm gone, because I know that I'm still there.

I'm buried deep inside your late nights, when you're in your room alone. All the static from the TV, makes you wish you were back home. Laying warm beneath your blankets, my hand soft on your thighs.

You have never been so in love, but why does it still feel like something's wrong. How can the only one you hate still be the one who holds your heart.
Sep 2018 · 211
Happy little pills
Bor ehgit Sep 2018
She was sleeping soundly when I arrived back home, her hands tucked beneath her pillows, she would've been a perfect still. I woke her from the sea of dreams and she tight roped her way back to me.

I couldn't have come closer, to trying to feel something. But honey I am selfish man, my heart will never understand.

So I'll take a beer for breakfast, you take the car to work. Now I'm drunk and lonesome, although I'm not alone. So I try to call you but no answers the phone. You should probably ring the doctors, all of my happy pills are gone.
Aug 2018 · 2.0k
A perfect Paralysis
Bor ehgit Aug 2018
We were holding hands as the snow started falling. Your face was red, as if you had been crying. As it covered the trees, the scenery changed. The heat from your body met mine in brief stages. I was falling in love in the silence, you were perfect, wrapped tight in your scarf. I knew you became lost in your thoughts, mapping every feeling out. I never felt closer to heaven, as my limbs slipped away from brain.  I wished forever, to be stuck in that beautiful day.
Aug 2018 · 260
No good love.
Bor ehgit Aug 2018
The world will never truly exist, if I'm without your lips.
Aug 2018 · 1.2k
Finding Solace
Bor ehgit Aug 2018
I know for now we will never be close or at least close enough for me to feel the heat coming off of your skin. Covering mine like the sunlight on a freezing day. I loved that about you, the storms that followed you. I loved being Swept Away in it, being pulled apart just to be pieced back together. Nothing ever felt the same after that. How the hair on my neck would stand when you would kiss me, or the hours we spent with our eyes closed, guessing who was blinking. Not knowing that one day we would regret not staring into each other's eyes. Because of how badly we would want that time back, the seconds we could have had, in love, together.

Knowing that we would eventually spend the rest of our lives, looking out windows into the past. Remembering the dialogue lightly but the feelings constantly.
Aug 2018 · 522
Somewhere
Bor ehgit Aug 2018
When the sun goes,
I find myself haunted by you.
I've convinced myself I've gone mad,
after all these years.
Finding comfort in waiting for you each time I close my eyes.
Aug 2018 · 214
Campbell
Bor ehgit Aug 2018
I need to move, much like an old shoe to a rusted can. I'm wasting away here, desperately in need of different scenery.
Jul 2018 · 236
Thaumatrope
Bor ehgit Jul 2018
I need to trap the essence of your love somewhere between these white pages. So I can visit you whenever I want.
The theory of persistence of vision, to create an optical illusion.
Jul 2018 · 431
Couldn't forget a thing.
Bor ehgit Jul 2018
Call me selfish, because I couldn't learn to go. Only steps from the foot of your bed, but you don't feel much like sleep. Ripples are coming over us, and the fragments are coming together. Reminding us that there was no such thing as too broken. Even if the time comes and machines keep me breathing. Know you'll be half of every breath. The subtle twitching of my eyes will be a reel of memories. One last rollercoaster ride, you'll holding me tight. Preparing me for the things I could never face alone. Like being alone.
Jun 2018 · 361
Growing a garden.
Bor ehgit Jun 2018
So I hear,
You've finally settled in.
You've let your hair down,
And I hear your pregnant now.
The road has opened up,
Giving you breathing space.
I'm sure he melts like me,
Oh that pretty face.
Outside the bird's chirping in,
The early morning sun.
Another beautiful day has come,
Another night is done.

But now you don't know what to do.
Until he looks at you.
Your minds a racing mess,
But the creative type.
You place his hand on your stomach,
You both laugh as the kicks begin.
Your loves a garden dear,
That you've only begun watering.
Jun 2018 · 359
A wandering of self.
Bor ehgit Jun 2018
I still pause,
before I speak your name.
As I steal another's breath.
In my dreams I'm still in love with you.
So at times you catch me when I'm awake.
I imagine galxies colliding,
if again I could look into your eyes.
Know my skin is still white,
From where your hands were gripping.
You sense that I'm still lost,
Somewhere between our sheets.
Twirling forever,
To the melodies of your breathing,
and to the twitching of your knees.
I would lay down for this battle,
you've already won my dear.
Hours and hours spent watching your ghost, dance over aging hard wood floors.
Rain taps steadily against the windowsill,
keeping one ear with the moment,
Knowing I can't lose myself in you.
Feb 2018 · 324
About 2:34
Bor ehgit Feb 2018
There’s something about the cold air, breaking layers down to skin. Warm lips against cold limbs. So we tumble in the blankets, all the dreams scattered about. You’ve got my head above the mountains, Love I ain’t ever coming down.
Dec 2017 · 388
Median
Bor ehgit Dec 2017
The madness is what drives the creativity. It started the day I began to fall in love with a stranger, while still learning to let go of you.
Nov 2017 · 312
Move
Bor ehgit Nov 2017
Finger tips along your cheek bone,
Candles light the room just like a cosmos.
But you can hear strangers dance as sounds echo from the next room.


But you still move, floating through. Your floating through, any moves. He makes his move. Now just move. Your waves are crashing through, with every move.
Nov 2017 · 232
Leslie and her thoughts
Bor ehgit Nov 2017
She’s walking alone on this particularly cold October night. Stopping occasionally to throw rocks into the near by pond. She has her ear buds in, she’s escaping. Music plays, as the cold air projects each breath. Life is about moments like this she thought, as the wind picked up and her bones ached beneath her chilled skin. It’s the world reminding us that’s it’s here, and that some people unfortunately will never be reminded of that again. She continues to walk as snow now begins to fall, and tree branches begin to shake. It’s a ****** moment she thought, but it’s still a moment. she decided to then lay down where she was standing. She happened to be on the third base of an old baseball field. The snow began to accumulate around her, covering the bases and glittering like a field of diamonds. Reminding her once again how beautiful even the small things are.
Sep 2017 · 458
I wish I knew black magic
Bor ehgit Sep 2017
Beth, don’t let me break now, as I see you dancing throughout the house. You were always the stronger one, always smoothing over my not so perfect parts. I’m still waiting for you to walk through the front door. Shivering as you hang up your winter coat, and then smiling as you run to the warmth inside my arms. The memories  are becoming stronger every day your gone. Last night I sat out on our back porch and listened to the sound of rain drops. Imagining that every drop on my cheek was a soft kiss from your lips. Goosebumps crawling up my arms, leaving that weightless feeling inside my stomach; like you always did. I found myself smiling, hoping you were watching somewhere and smiling too. In short, I’ll carry you with me forever. Every wrinkle on my aging skin a constant reminder that soon we will be holding hands again.
Sep 2017 · 911
Not This Coastline
Bor ehgit Sep 2017
A day will come when your kiss will have me settled. No more shaky hands, just fingers tracing a familiar map. No more fire burning between the two of us. Only ambers and blackened walls. It will be on this day that I know, I can no longer love you.
It will be this day that all the fall leafs will cover the park walk ways. The bare trees will be on display like skeletons. The cold air will remind you more then ever that I am gone. Trust me when I say it’s for the best.
No matter how hard I try I’m unable to settle in. I still remember every beautiful face, with tears rolling down their cheeks. I still remember the sound of all the laughter.
Aug 2017 · 342
It's the mornings
Bor ehgit Aug 2017
I awake in the morning with her eye lashes along my pillow. The heat still lingering where she laid only hours before. I stretch my arms wishing they could land beneath her neck. She warned me that she couldn't stay but I'm not convinced. I see the way she looks at me. The way the shape of my body fills her pupils and all the empty space inside her heart. The way her feet shake right before she falls asleep, almost  eager to fall. I'm so close, I know I am. If only she would stay long enough for warm coffee in bed or to be awaken by gentle lips along her wrist. Some people ache when the sun goes down, for me it's always the mornings.
Bor ehgit Jul 2017
I've been watching from the ledge, as the world is in transit below. Every time you look at me, I know it's only a matter of time before I fall. I hope that when I do, I'll fall like a rain drop and settle along your lips.
Jul 2017 · 449
A witch hunt of a dream
Bor ehgit Jul 2017
Was it time,that really made us distant? The transition between strangers beds and arms. The words, the feelings, the promises, or the waking up after everythings gone. Here we are, back at square one trying to figure ourselves out. Pretending we are much stronger then we really are. I can still smell the perfume you wore our last night together. The words "I Love You" still appear on my mirror after a hot shower. The records are still in the order you left them in. I'm not sure I've ever really tried to forget you but I can't seem to remember your face.
Jul 2017 · 321
Sandy
Bor ehgit Jul 2017
The flower I placed behind your ear,
is withering dear.
In a way I never hope we do,
I'm only half of myself until I hold you.
You were always the better side,
Steering me clear in the darker nights.


I was skin and bones when I arrived,
But you loved me anyway.
Bor ehgit Jul 2017
There's no sleep for the traveling heart, as the mind is always ticking. Unable to keep steady enough hands, to ever hold another's properly. Her face stays tucked away for nights, when the alcohol brings her to the surface. In my head she's dancing through the streets of a foreign city, the rain falls as her hair curls and sticks together. She's smiling as the mascara runs from her eyelashes, and just as she runs her fingers across her head, she disappears within the mist.
Jun 2017 · 352
The sounds of settling
Bor ehgit Jun 2017
There's things I said to you, I can't get back. All the love you gave me and all the love I lacked. I know his hands are pressing, were mine did too. Are you falling love or just letting him fall for you. I know the seasons changing, snow is falling outside your door. I don't know why I'm always cold when I just ache for warmth. You know my head is stubborn. With all my racing thoughts. I just thought they'd slow dear and now it's all my fault. I know he's thinking of marriage but you still think of me. Coughing from the cigarettes or maybe drowning somewhere at sea.
Jun 2017 · 289
Untitled
Bor ehgit Jun 2017
Today I forgot to remember you again, your ghostly hands are fading.
Jun 2017 · 340
My Spector
Bor ehgit Jun 2017
Somewhere along a mountain side covered in a vastness of greenery. I left you, beneath powered blue skies. I sat for hours watching clouds take the shape of your face. I outlined your lips like a map to your front door. You stepped out along your stairs and we talked for hours. We said all the things we never had the chance to. I promised you I wouldn't forget the way you filled my stomach with butterflies and my nights with wrinkled sheets. I promised you that if I'm able to think before I ever left this world, my last thoughts would be of you. Laughing just before you told me you loved me for the first time. Lastly, I explained why I had to leave that day and how it was simply so you could find love. A love like I had for you.
Jun 2017 · 739
Megan
Bor ehgit Jun 2017
The weight of your body and the pressure of your lips. Leaves me in suspension. Endlessly gravitating ever closer to you. Until two points become one machine, one that's built to withstand all of time. In short, I'll spend every moment I have madly in love with you.
Jun 2017 · 371
Magnetar
Bor ehgit Jun 2017
Although my days are spent accompanied by jet engines. Blue skies and unfamiliar tongues. The distance I put between the two of us never really calms the static. All the mountain ranges, crashing waves, and drunken sunsets still have my head dizzy for you.
May 2017 · 298
Snowy Fl.
Bor ehgit May 2017
I guess the day has passed again, let's settle within the night my friend. Moonlight settles on my pale white skin, I'm watching for weak spots you still live within. Swirls of smoke dance around the ceiling fan, as your favorite song repeats again. Something about a bird that flew away, and how it's better off it stays that way.
May 2017 · 250
Pillow talk
Bor ehgit May 2017
It wasn't looks that we fell for, it was the emptiness inside one another. It felt good knowing that we had a place to fall.
May 2017 · 441
An anchor ⚓️
Bor ehgit May 2017
She laid across the bottom of her bed smiling and biting her lip. She knew she had me like no one before. The Christmas bulbs that lined her ceiling, looked like icicles in the sway of the candle lights. Her room was glowing like the cosmos, as she sat perfect in the center. Her beauty touched my heart like a thousand piano keys. I settled somewhere inside the sound.
Apr 2017 · 471
She's feeling it too
Bor ehgit Apr 2017
The wind along your neck is mistaken for her breath. Your eyes begin to close. Can you see her laying along side you? Can you feel her body heat tangling with yours? Is she rubbing her feet against yours? Over and over again, like she's marking her territory. She's completely un-layered.Her hair settled between your fingers as she falls asleep to your heartbeat. Dreaming, dreaming about how she wishes it wasn't a dream. Wishing you were falling back in love with her.
Apr 2017 · 369
Exposures
Bor ehgit Apr 2017
She dances as the sun creeps from behind the sea, a ghostly sequence follows each movement. I know I'll never forget her smiling face.
Mar 2017 · 373
Going
Bor ehgit Mar 2017
They never told us that letting someone go meant losing those pieces of yourself forever.
Bor ehgit Mar 2017
Sometimes I see you, in the swirls of my cigarette smoke. Hair pinned back, effortlessly beautiful. I'd break my arms to hold you again, and drowned in your blue eyes one last time.

Do you remember the first night we met?
Young and awkward, I remember the very second you entered the room. It was like the breath was pulled right from my lungs as I caught your eyes. You were smiling and completely oblivious that I even existed. What I would give to be frozen in that moment again, lost inside my own body. I was so full of life and hope, wondering if there was some way to make you mine.

After I finally had you, I pushed you away and it happened.
I don't want to remember the day you fell out of love with me, because to me that day didn't happen and it never will.
I still stay up all night hoping to not fall asleep, knowing as soon as I do I'll see your face. Knowing I'll fall right back in love.
Feb 2017 · 600
Blue blanket, blue sheets.
Bor ehgit Feb 2017
I never thought I'd be completely crazy over you. I guess I was simply too busy getting lost in your eyes with the hopes of slowly navigating my way across your body. Your skin was softer then a thousand flower petals and with each movement I felt you settling deeper inside my bones. Rewiring all of my faulty pieces, from the inside out.
Bor ehgit Feb 2017
She said I could never fall for anyone,
especially you.
Falling means eventually you will find the bottom,
and me dear,
I'd rather be flying.
Feb 2017 · 312
Untitled A.m.
Bor ehgit Feb 2017
As you sleep beside me, I catch myself trying to match the pattern of your breathing.
Feb 2017 · 391
Glaxey quest
Bor ehgit Feb 2017
It was only when your skin grazed mine for the first time that I knew, something's burn hotter then stars.
Feb 2017 · 316
Amber
Bor ehgit Feb 2017
You are the winter camp fire,
These frozen hands are aching for.
Feb 2017 · 649
Casual friends
Bor ehgit Feb 2017
Your face is love, in its absolute form.
Your body is the canvas, I long to trace stars on.
Your laugh is the warmth, of a summer breeze.
My long time friend, you're growing in me.
Feb 2017 · 756
Later life, campfire night.
Bor ehgit Feb 2017
A cup whiskey
Relaxing to the silence within me
Outside the snow is falling
A spinning globe is calling from a distant
dream

Can you hear me
You old gumpy man

Accept the outcome
She's tearing his clothes to the ground
Only ghost remain now
As you howl at the moon from the yard of your house
Feb 2017 · 290
She settled in the dust.
Bor ehgit Feb 2017
It's tough remembering the little things, all the words that now settle in the cracks somewhere between here and nowhere. Your face is now nothing more then letters scrambled across these white pages, and the buttflies have froze waiting for your body heat.
Jan 2017 · 385
The Circle Game
Bor ehgit Jan 2017
I wonder if your safe in your skin, or at night you still allow me to crawl back in.
Jan 2017 · 594
Like breathing
Bor ehgit Jan 2017
It was easy you know
To fall in love with you
It was the very moment I laid eyes on you
I can make this very drawn out and wrap my words in a thousand metaphors
but it was simple
Probably easiest thing I've ever done
Dec 2016 · 624
The unsuspecting victor
Bor ehgit Dec 2016
I'm feeling a little weaker now, that you have finally decided to leave. There's not an ocean deep enough to chain me beneath, I'll still see the sun and compare it to your eyes. I'll still feel the knifes from when you said your goodbyes. Darling, times standing still, as my fingers tap nervously. Lying to myself, about how this couldn't be purposely. It's impossible to think all that love could be gone, or that there's a stranger in your room, putting your shirt back on.*

I've spent the last week hoping that I'd be fine, I've written hundreds of poems that I tried to trap you inside. But you seep through the cracks, you always remain. Your the one person I loved I guess I couldn't escape.

Are you proud babe?
well you should be.
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