He and I - Hello Poetry

Mar 2018

EMD

V

Yesterday
I was desperate for your love

Today
You disgust me

Mar 2018

EMD

Just as the dove
And the crow
Cannot lie together
The same bird
Of a different feather

Just as the mantis
Cannot stay
With his tender mate
The same creature
Of a different fate

Mar 2018

EMD

Truth

Love is nothing more
Than giving someone a gun
Pointed straight at your heart
And trusting that they won’t pull the trigger

And when they do
The only person you can be angry at
Is yourself
Because you gave it to them

Mar 2018

EMD

True Love

To be comfortable with someone,
Even when all you have is their words
That is Love
To enjoy the stolen kisses when everyone’s around and no one sees
Much more than the private ones
That is Love
To prefer being held, and holding
Over touching or being touched
That is Love
To know them by the sound
Of their heartbeat
That is Love

Mar 2018

EMD

Time

I look in the mirror and understand
I will never be worth your precious time

Mar 2018

EMD

The way you used to

Sometimes I hold my face
The way you used to
Simply because I miss it

Sometimes I touch my knee
The way you used to
simply because I being worth holding

Sometimes I run my fingers over my lips
The way you used to
Simply because I miss yours

Sometimes I hold myself
The way you used to
Simply because I miss human contact

Sometimes I give others love
The way I used to you
Simply because I need to be felt in this world

Mar 2018

EMD

The sun

The sunlight burns me
He’s too warm
He’s too bright
My skin can’t take his heat
My eyes can’t take his shine
But I still need him to survive
For if he should perish
Then I should follow
The universe would collapse and time would stand still

Mar 2018

EMD

The art of you

I don’t deserve to be with you
Like a broken statue doesn’t serve to be
In the home of some prestigious collector
Like the work of some amateur doesn’t
Belong beside the Mona Lisa
Like cheap tarnished tin doesn’t belong
With shining gold and rubies

But the thing is,
No one else sees it
Because you’re not
A shining jewel
A priceless painting
Or some beautiful sculpture
You’re a misfit
A diamond in the rough
Unpolished ore
A da Vinci hidden under paint
Something of beautiful worth
That no one yet knows about

Mar 2018

EMD

Sorry

I’m sorry
Because my ******* distract you
I’m sorry I do it on purpose,
Because I find it flattering
I’m sorry I can’t help when my pencil
Draws your face
The way my eyes draw it on the back of my lids
I’m sorry that I stare
I’m sorry that I smile, involuntarily,
Whenever I think of you
I’m sorry that you look
Far too undescretely
I’m sorry for the little fantasies
That pop up in my mind
But mostly I’m just sorry you aren’t mine

Mar 2018

EMD

Smile

I hate how my eyes gravitate towards you
Like you are some sort of magnet
I hate that I get butterflies at the thought of you
Like you are some kind of sickness
I hate that I always think about you
Like you have infected my brain cells
I hate how you can make me smile
When it’s the last thing I want to do

Mar 2018

EMD

Sickness

Love is like a sickness
With the cold feet
The fever heat of passion
But when it’s gone
You settle back down
With only scars in your memory

Mar 2018

EMD

Perfect

Sometimes I watch
The bones
Under
The skin
Strange,
Intoxicating
They don’t feel like my own
They seem wrong
This isn’t my body

But when
They move so
Fluidly
Under his skin
They seem

His,
Whole,
Perfect