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217 · Jan 2018
Love's Forest
Gabriel Danté Jan 2018
I find myself blinded
By the light of another's heart
But I do not writhe at the lose of this sense
Or try to make sense of its happening

...I wander through this deep forest of love
And feel the deepest shade of red wash over me
My feet become light as the breeze takes me
Takes me as you have taken me...

And as I seem to float deeper into love's forest
The leaves graze my body like your finger tips
The hum of the trees, like whispers from your lips
The warmth of the sun, like the touch of your skin

In a place where time has stopped
Where intellect and reason hold the smallest of value
Where the devine on earth is free to shine
Lost deep and blind, in this forest of love
206 · Jan 2018
Woes of an Adult
Gabriel Danté Jan 2018
Grey daylight bleeds through my bedroom window
Wake me from a deep and dreamless sleep
Rain echoes off the mud
I am as bleek as the day

Dayspring brings no optimism
Like days of my youth
When mornings swelled with exhilaration
A sunny side disposition

Now apprehension bears down
Unbearably
Pressing, choking, smothering
The day is so terribly long

Bone-weary I sit upon stones
Begging the waves to wash away my sorrow
Beseeching the sunset to take my regret
But they do not

The cold gust of night and melancholia
Now all I have is the moon
She pours down her shining sentiment
Still I am alone
140 · Jan 2018
Salt
Gabriel Danté Jan 2018
White gleaming stars
Of a heaven on earth
You've always been with me
In the most profound of ways

In my best times, in my worst
When I sit with friends and lovers
Dressed in glass and silver topped
Bringing something, to the table

A bitter sweet relationship
But of which I could call you neither
And make vibrant all that you touch
Like the passionate hand of a woman

And if a man is worth you
Then he is a friend of mine
And if a man succumbs to anger
Dare I call him salty

And though God forbids you
From the rivers and the rain
You will always have a home
In the ocean, and in my tears
114 · Jan 2018
Cigarettes
Gabriel Danté Jan 2018
Think of me as cigarettes
Your poisoness, personal haze
Pull me towards your sultry lips
Set my mind ablaze

Shape me into silver plumes
A time to feel worthless
Push me out into the moon
A sun that sits in darkness

Think of love and all that's lost
And all that's never found
So think of me as cigarettes
And breathe me into clouds

— The End —