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tc Jul 2014
i look at you like the clouds kiss the sun and i'm the telescope that you gaze right through to see a greater beauty

i'm sorry i'm not the girl with the hair cascading down her back who's eyes shine brighter than every street light you kiss her under

i'm trying to fit your ideal of perfection but my skin is just a shade too ashy and my touch hasn't found the right balance to make your skin crawl with goosebumps

but imagine a glass house erupting in an explosion, that's my heart without your fingertips caressing my insides but i'd pick every piece of glass up and put it back together again if it meant i'd get to see the beauty of your destruction twice over
tc Jul 2014
4:04am:
the scent of your skin lingers on my bed sheets and i never want you to leave

carry me on your shoulders and we'll build our own village beside the sea

we'll submerge ourselves in everything we love (i'll submerge myself in you) and i want your chest to open up and engulf me because burying myself in you isn't enough when i can still breathe; you're an abyss and i want to succumb to you, be enthralled by you and dance with rainbows pouring out of my fists on your heart
tc Jul 2014
sit with me and feel the rhythm of our pulses dancing together

the beating of our synchronised hearts will cause every bud to blossom
and the leaves will stand on their heads
and every bark on every tree will grow goosebumps

you give me goosebumps
and all i want is for you to absorb all the love i had stored for the rainclouds in your mind so that your internal thunderstorm is whisked away like lava and melted to ashes

your skeleton reminds me of keyholes and i'm struggling to find a key that fits;
i am hoping if i break every bone in my body one is bound to lace with yours
and become trapped like my eyes on your lips

see,
it's easy to reminisce about life and death
but without you there is no life
only a meandering soul captured in a glass jar floating down the river of your veins
tc Jul 2014
blue is the coldest colour;
wrap me up in a room of white
and colour me in blue

paint me
&
smear me
all over the walls
until no more white can seep through
tc Jul 2014
hold on (to me)
my breath is shaking

lay down (beside me)
i need to feel you here

tell me (you'll be happy without me)
you love me,
because i love you

let go (of your feelings)
but hold on tight enough to feel my lungs exhale

i love (you)
your dry sense of humour
your mellow snore at 4am
your crooked smile
your raspy voice in the mornings

do you (love me still?)
still wear your shirt unbuttoned at the top
still gaze at stars wishing you were one
still sit in the garden reading stephen king and glare at flowers that are too easily swayed by the wind

i'm (sad; stupid; alone)
yours

you're (enchanting; wonderful; divine)
not mine (not anymore)
  Jul 2014 tc
Aoife Teese
as i stand, naked, before a full length mirror
i look at myself in confusion
and i desperately search for why
in every crease and line
throughout every dimple and bone
in between the spider veins and stretch marks
pale skin and scars
this isn't beauty

as i lay, naked, in the warmth of your arms
i look at you with sincerity
and i calmly understand why
in every crease and line
throughout every dimple and bone
in between your blonde hair and blue eyes
pale skin and scars
this is beauty
the difference is in how you make me feel
  Jul 2014 tc
rained-on parade
You fell in love with me.

I just hope you jumped.
Not slipped.
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