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 Jul 2020
izi
Gold and silver streaks of light across the night sky,
A city of stars, beneath her eyes they flash like neon lights,
Chocolate kisses and ice cream sundaes, tinkling ice,
Heart-shaped dimple, the curve of your cheek,

City of stars beneath her eyelids, flashing neon lights
Brick wall, bright sky, untied Timberlands, grip like a vise,
The heart-shaped dimple in the curve of your cheek,
Your breaths match perfectly with mine.

Brick wall and bright sky, Timberlands grip your feet like a vise,
Hiding in the back of the library, giggles and sighs,
Our breaths match, you’re perfect, are you mine?
Fingers slip through mine, soft fluttering eyelashes, a sign.

Hidden in the back of the library, giggling and a sigh,
Heads thrown back, hair twirling like kites in the breeze,
Fingers slip into mine, eyelashes softly flutter, give me a sign.
I can feel your heartbeat, we’re floating above the rest of the world.

Heads thrown back, hair twirling, flying kites in the breeze.
Chocolate, kisses, ice cream, Sundays with the sound of tinkling ice.
I can feel your heartbeat, we’re floating above the rest of the world,
Gold and silver streaks, together we light up the night sky.
 Jul 2020
izi
The bells struck twelve, shimmering sound
Whispers in the gloom brushed by grass on the hill,
Without you, my heart cannot be found.

Flowers bloom and are torn from the ground,
I remember but can’t forget, I have lost my will,
The bells struck twelve, shimmering sound.

There could be no other loss so profound,
It’s not winter but I feel a bone-deep chill,
Without you, my heart cannot be found.

Some days I feel as though I only weigh a pound,
I feel free, like the spring bird and its singsong trill,
The bells strike twelve, shimmer and sound.

The last time our eyes met I almost drowned,
It was a thunderstorm, a supernova, a paint spill,
Without you, my heart will never be found.

Time spins in a blur, round and round,
It’s been two years since I’ve seen you, until
One day, the bells struck twelve, the shimmer of sound,
Without you, my heart was finally found.
 Jul 2020
izi
I am a hero beyond imagine,
Soft velvet red cloak, the medallion resting in my throat,
My heartbeat stomps through my ribcage,
I am here to rescue the princess.

I trudge through the forest and I remember,
I remember who I was before when I came here,
Cape swishing at my ankles, feet in gilded armor,
I grip the glittering blade between my hands.

White marble penetrates the darkness,
I march up to the mossy stone wall, the crooked, tarnished sign,
“No trespassing,” it says, and suddenly
I am standing at a fence, copper, russet, faded gold.
Barbed wire tangles like Christmas lights, family dinners,
I remember and my heart aches.

I see the shrine, the elegant masterpiece
of quartz and precious stones,
I remember the way she used to stand at the bottom,
Defiant and angry, she threw rocks and never shattered,
It’s only a pile of pebbles, grass, dirt, in my eyes
But to her, it was the world and more.

I have to remember I am not her anymore,
What was her world is no longer mine.
I see a possibility, an opportunity, a path,
I take one last glance and I know it is the only way.

I am Prince Charming like no other,
I slice my way through the bushes,
I am arrogant, I am of diamonds and steel.

The green crisscrosses like a net,
I realize someone must have put up a new fence,
I see paint cans, old bottles, moldy shoes.

I see the life that once was my existence,
And I turn around and climb over that wall.
Softly touching down on the carpet of twigs and needles.

The trees wave in the dizzy sky,
The dragon’s snarling mouth is the last image I see,
Burned into my brain with a fiery blast,
Suddenly I am thrown backward.

I stand in front of the tree,
There is something tied in its branches.
I lift my sword and bring it down,
It is just a slender branch.

I place a boulder the size of my heart, my fist,
I flee because I am a coward
I may be a prince but I live only with jewels,
Not the stench of blood and panic amidst battle.

I am here to rescue the princess,
But I can’t even rescue myself
From the past that seduces me.
Am I a hero beyond imagine?

— The End —