Saraphina

Saraphina Jun 2018

I miss my side of the bed.
I miss pulling the white covers towards the wall and waking up warm and comfortable.
I miss the assorted, oversized t-shirts that smelled like...
Your side of the bed.
I miss you pulling me closer to your beating heart in your sleep.
I miss waking up four or five times in the night, because you were restless and wanted to cuddle.
I miss the sun shining directly into my eyes as morning broke over our tangled legs and interlocked fingers.
I miss laying on your side of the bed, and you lifting me gently like a flower, to place me in my rightful place amongst the covers and pillows.
I miss my side of the bed.

Saraphina Jun 2018

Do you?

Do you blame me for your suffering?
Do you blame me for your guilt?
Do you ever wonder how many tears I have spilt?
Do you understand my suffering?
Do you understand my pain?
Do you truly know what you took from me that day?
Do you tell your mother?
Do you tell yourself?
Do you think that I should go and burn myself in hell?
Do you work a dead end job?
Do you prowl the clubs at night?
Do you keep a bag of pills to use on girls that might fight?
Do you still hold my innocence?
Do you curse me as a snake?
Do you admit to the world that what you did was ****?

Saraphina Jun 2018

Coloring

They tell me to let you go
But they don't know how my heart beats when you look at me
And you sit across from me without knowing
How much I truly care
Won't you look me in the eye love?
Tell me what colors you see and if at any point,
You wanted to color with me

Saraphina Jun 2018

Drunk Off High Altitudes

Rosé kissing and spilling over the floating blue mountains
Champagne mixing into clouds
Dizzy from the height, or the taste of the sky, staring with hopes of getting drunk on
The colors tumbling and streaking through the arriving stars
Angels mix mimosas, their wings sticky from the Merlot dripping into the upside-down ocean playground
Laughing as flutes ****** and are tossed up in cheers to create Orion in the midnight punch

Jun 2018

cjesus

She'll Lie

We sit on the bow of the boat,
The sun glares down on us,
Your skin reflects it’s warmth.
I hand you a smooth shell I found,
We admire its beauty together.
Its round edges and pearlescent body,
You say that you could stare at it forever,
But then you turn to the sea and throw the shell.
I ask you why,
And you reply that its beauty is only temporary.
At first I take your word for fact,
But after contemplation I realize I disagree.
So I dive into the water and chase after the shell,
Not yet ready to give up on it,
Understanding its value.
When I bring it back to the boat,
I smile at you and plead you to enjoy its allure for the moment.
You agree and curl up next to me,
And we resume our admiration.
But not long after you take the shell from my hand,
Again you turn to the ocean and release the shell.
I look at you with a blank face,
Confused by your indecisiveness.
You explain that you never thought the shell was beautiful.
Once more I dive into the water,
No not to retrieve the shell this time,
Instead I swim to escape you.

Jun 2018

cjesus

Something Like Love

My hand
Your hand
Our hands

My lip
Your lip
Our lips

My body
Your body
Our body

My heart
Your heart
Not our heart

Theres a line between lust and love and sometimes its so thin you can't see it until it's too late.