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this is for the silence that speaks in our stead
for the darkness breached from my gaze to yours
for the taste of your hair in my hands
and for the breath that doesn’t know who it belongs to

this is for the night falling like autumn leaves
and the morning rising bare-limbed and beautiful

this is for that first conversation
when you put a defibrillator to my chest without ever yelling clear!
I swear it was all I could do to keep my knees from folding to the floor
when you looked at me like a shot of morphine
and spoke that sweet Siren song

girl I jumped in knowing I couldn’t swim
hoping the current would carry me closer
but instead it whirlpooled me into you
and I’ve been **** dizzy ever since
so its no wonder a night never dies
without me in your thighs
and you’re always gone before the sun rises

and I’m left to clean up this mess in my chest
and pack up these bones for when you need them again.
Mar 2013 · 552
keep looking
your eyes search me
looking for scars
that might tell where I’ve been
my body is clean

your words search me
inquiring about my past
and waiting expectantly
my response is brief

your lips search me
feeling for impressions
left by former lovers
I’ve been smoothed over

so I write this poem
to urge you to keep searching
for you are close
and will find me soon
Mar 2013 · 1.0k
glimpse of grace
your lips touch mine, a simple revelation
that begins a revolution
walls crumble
guards stumble
as you fumble for the key
you open me and see
that I am no longer who I used to be

you found the door
that leads straight to my core
and because of you I can love like never before

so now that I've moved on from all that has been
I plead to you, baby, kiss me again

— The End —