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Caroline Grace Jul 2015
I AM the wind
That blows through your hair.
I AM the eagle
That soars through the air.
I AM the sun
That radiates your skin.
I AM the light
That fills all men.

Where you cannot see me,
Where you cannot feel me,
I AM there.
Caroline Grace Jul 2015
I don't know
How to say
That I'm okay with tearing down these fences
And letting you
Stroll on through

Because bit by bit,
As you kiss my neck,
In my half-asleep stupor
I hear you whisper
"My sleeping beauty"
And I start to forget the mirror's lies.

As you gaze into my wide eyes,
Turn the radio down
And say it clear as the starry night,
"I love you."
I think there's something
In me you might see.

Though we're polar opposites,
(You speak your mind
While I think 2 or 3 times.
You devour steak
While I glower with hate),
Our witty arguments
Can't wipe my cheesy grin.

So clear my head
Because I can't forget
How your warm arms feel
Wrapped around my waist
And just how great
Your sweet kisses taste.

Sit here in my place
When the top's down on a cloudless day
You're singing above the bass,
The brightness showers your face
Lie here in my place,
While your deep stare
Steals my breath away.

With you,
Is a good way to begin again:
Fenceless.
Caroline Grace Jul 2015
You are the sunless sky,
The moonless night
I can't survive
Though I've tried to stray
Your hatred hovers above my head
Like a cloudy day I can't repress.

You're the tattoo etched on my soul
The tattoo that moans and groans
Aching to forget
The sunless sky who stole its ever burning light
That coldest night
Where our breaths entwined
For infinite moment in time
And though the moon never glowed
Our eyes shine in the starlight
We created with our toxic dreams
Of what never was and never will be.
Caroline Grace Jul 2015
Fit
We don't touch
For the risk of it being too much
We don't feel
For the risk of falling in love
We don't admit
For risk of looking stupid

We hold defense
Against all emotions
We guards our hearts
Against any devotion
We cover our tracks
Against our past notions

And yet despite all sense,
Us, shattered, and tattered
Worn away by the senseless wind and ceaseless rain
Unexplainably,
If only temporarily,
Fit.
Caroline Grace Jul 2015
Our first date, you stepped outside
The fortune cookie slipped
And cracked on the concrete,
The start of what it had foreseen:
"Your one joy
Shattered into hundreds of sorrows"
The start of empty wishes and bleak tomorrows.

But you & me
Could be so much more than what a cookie sees.

So let's slip ever so gracefully
Into the other's bruised but open arms,

Let's let our dreams rise above
Preconceived notions of love
Let's let our minds forget
The ghosts before we met
Let's trek our own new lands
Nothing's binding our plans
For everything's written in the sand.

We both have different broken bits;
You've got a past you'd rather forget
I've got one I fear to relive.

Even still,
I remember the day
Your eyes shined
As the sun dipped below the sky
I waited for your smile to greet mine.
I thought of your blue-green eyes
In contrast with that stark winter night;
Only today that charming gaze
Kissed me in the March rain.

As you pull away from my driveway
And the distance holds persistence,
I can feel your warm hands
Pressed gently on my cheek,
I can hear your chuckles
As you tickle my feet,
I can see your dimpled grin
From the movie Theatre seat.

I think we're slipping ever so gracefully
Into the others bruised but open arms,
Letting our dreams rise above
Preconceived notions of love
Letting our minds forget
The ghosts before we met
Trekking our own new lands
With the time built in our hands
For everything's written in the sand.
Caroline Grace May 2015
My first rendezvous with you
Catalyzed and equation equipped with elements
of cutting passion and delusional euphoria
Equaling to a recipe for catastrophe.

Even now, we forget
That we are just friends.
As your skin brushes against mine,
The friction builds
And static flares like a dying sun
Your flames bursting into the abyss
When our lips part open
Silently begging for a kiss,
Remembering the days
We always did.

My insides churn  to the deep ring of your voice
Our breaths entwine visibly in the stark morning air
Like our limbs had once upon a time
In a heated frenzy of guilt and lies

Physics denies the sun to kiss the planets
Just as God forbids Eve the pomegranate
Yet your fiery blaze habitually
Crashes into my earth
Until the chaos of daily life
Numbs my mind.
Even still,
A red star splits the sky
Every morning and every night.
Caroline Grace May 2015
You're the old growing on my skin.
The bone slowly withering
Aching, worn with age
Like the water-marked page
Of your favorite book.

I keep you under the nook
Of my arm.
I keep you pressed against
My skin
With a breath that pours into your pores
Deeply embedded
With each rise and fall of my chest.
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