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Anna Skinner Dec 2015
I fell in love with words.
Yours, especially,
imagining them like penciled fonts
with the black tipped crown of an i,
the curves of your tongue as
you uttered blossoms of a promise.

You letters would curl through my mind,
stronger even than the lips
pressed against my forehead
sending me off to sleep,
where I dreamt of the
intricacies hidden behind
the words you'd say.

Pencil fades,
and over time,
so did you.
So instead I was left with
blotted, ****** sheets
as you erased your words
from me.
Anna Skinner Dec 2015
Skeletal fingers naked of leaves
stretching empty promises
into white skies
I take breaths
between the lines of your garbled
I love yous
whispered into the hollow of
my neck and
all I feel
are broken twigs
against an innocent back

Blurred city lights
palms pressing against fogged
window panes
wishing you were here
the hills and
hollows and
hidden valleys
of my body
calling out into an empty
lonely
night

Water scalding scarlet
running burned fingers over
******* and
belly and
thighs
coaxing old singing love from
white railroad tracks etched through
crystal critical
veins
skid marks from the
love you
left me
with
Anna Skinner May 2015
The world looks much better
from behind your eyes,
and I would love to view it
in that same light, myself,
but all those little lights
have their own dark corners
from my perspective,
so I'll follow you instead,
out of the dark and into the light,
a passenger in your love of the world.
Anna Skinner May 2015
Your hands,
like moth’s wings,
pass over my cheekbones,
attracted to the light behind my eyes.
You leave a trail,
like dust from moth’s wings,
as you float off and away
from my life as soon as
the sun rises.
Anna Skinner May 2015
I saw you last evening, beauty,
ivory skin illuminated.
You tore me to ribbons,
          tore me to ribbons
I sewed you in my heart
     so you'd never go away
          you went away
Now my heart is in ribbons,
          in ribbons
And you blew me away,
     with smoke eyes you cast me into
          explosions in the sky
Me chasing all my mistakes,
     you calling me back
Here we are,
     running circles
          running circles
Swinging around each other
     in a trapeze
Just tying our pain into knots
     on top of knots
And we are unable to untangle
     ineffable
          ineffable
So keep your distance
instead of this waltz,
     running circles,
           running circles
around like prey
Fade away, a moon into the night  
      fade away
          fade away
A black hole into my life
Anna Skinner May 2015
We are hurtling toward an unknown
dark matter,
I want to explore all your
dark places,
taste
your
secrets
and get lost
in all their crevices.
Our darks cancel each other,
and the sun will emerge
from the black night
of my eclipse,
and you will pull me
from my self-dug grave
and into the light.
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