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  Oct 2014 chloe fleming
M
I do not want to marry a poet
I do not want sonnets written about the way
I take my hair down-
I do not want endless verses about depths within my eyes
I do not want descriptions of my lips
and metaphors about my pulse
for one who is too focused on the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss me
and no woman worth my life would ever
spend time alone, writing about me
rather than spend time with me,
making rhymes with our lips and
meter with our feet as we dance together,
alliteration in the way our hands entwine
and assonance in our limbs colliding-
letting our soft animal bodies love what they love,
because the only metaphor I will ever need is not a metaphor:
you are really here, we are really alive
and all before you has been a dream.
  Oct 2014 chloe fleming
Beaux
Hey it's me. Uh I was just calling to say I'm sorry
I know it's late and I know I'm an idiot for ever letting you go, but um,
Without you my life has a hole that can't be filled with anything else
The moon smiles at me as the stars dim out
They could never shine as bright as your eyes, but without you they have no reason to glow
At night the darkness is a cloak, it wraps me up trying to offer comfort
But only with you beside me could I ever be warm again
I've become a shell of the boy you once knew
I no longer have a reason to smile, My eyes have lost their glow, My laugh is dry from under use
I know I was never the prince you wanted or the good guy you needed, but things are different now
I'll hold your hand when you get scared, Hold you whether you need it or not, Be your shoulder to cry on
I guess what I want to say is,
*Baby I love you
For Ms.Rosie Pleasure, my reason to fight
chloe fleming Oct 2014
19 years you spent running away,
19 years you spent killing yourself a little more each day
19 years you spent hugging your knees and praying to god someone heard you screaming
19 years you laid there with a stone for a heart
19 years you shielded yourself from everyone and everything
19 years is far too young,
19 years old and you were my sun.
chloe fleming Oct 2014
1
Dearest blue,
Time cannot replace
Time cannot heal
All I can do now is feel,
Feel the weight of your laugh
At 2 AM
Feel the brush of my cry
And how you held my hand.
Dearest blue,
I cannot forget the way you sound
But I can forget that awful way you were found.
chloe fleming Jul 2014
love me like lovers do,
even when skies are blue,
love me like lovers do,
like it's just me & you,
love me like lovers do,
love me all afternoon,
love me like lovers do,
even when death is due.
chloe fleming Jul 2014
everything you told me
doesnt mean ****
when me and her
coexist
chloe fleming Jul 2014
I STOLE A LOOK AT YOU WITH MY BURNT EYES AND FIERY TONGUE
I WOULD **** TO SEE YOU CRY ACID TEARS THAT POURED LIKE RAIN ON METAL
I STILL REMEMBER YOUR BUBBLING TEMPER BURNING BRIDGES WITH STICKY SWEET LIES. ALL MY LIFE ALL I NEEDED WAS A FRIEND AND ALL YOU WERE DOING WAS GETTING HIGH. YOUR MIND WAS LIKE THE NIGHT SKY DARING A SHOOTING STAR IN YOUR GLASSY EYES. I DON'T KNOW WHATS WORSE, MY ADDICTION TO THE PAIN OR YOUR BREATH ON COLD GLASS WHISPERING SOFT I LOVE YOUS IN MY COTTON CANDY DREAMS. YOU WERE ALL I NEEDED YOU WERE ALL I NEEDED TO MAKE MY HEART GLOW LIKE A GEM OR BURN ME LIKE THE FUSE WE LIT WHEN YOU DECIDED TO TAKE ME HOSTAGE TO YOUR EARTHQUAKES. I WAS THE GIRL IN THE WALL AND YOU WERE PLAYING GOD IN THE CLOUDS. BUT TRYING TO LOVE YOU WAS LIKE TRYING TO SWIM IN THE DESERT AND MAYBE I GAVE UP TOO EASY BUT THE SCARS I OWN ARE LIKE GRAFFITI SO I WROTE AND I WROTE AND I WROTE THE STORY I THOUGHT I KNEW THE MOST BUT NOW I SEE THE CRUMPLED TRAGEDIES WE'VE BECOME AND IT KILLS ME TO BE THIS NUMB. YOU CALLED ME ARMAGEDDON AND I GUESS YOU WERE RIGHT CAUSE ALL WE EVER WERE WAS 2 VINES TANGLED UP IN A FIGHT, A 10PM PUNCH AND KISS GOODNIGHT. SO DON'T CALL ME A LOVER IN FACT DON'T CALL ME AT ALL.

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