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 Aug 2016
RL
Edging to your side
Night falls and I am whirling
Again this feeling

Maybe I’ll forget
One careful twirl at a time
Undo this aching.

Revisiting you
Explaining to my senses
Dancing, I alone.
 Jan 2015
RL
The stars line my corridor
But I wave them off into oblivion
Like your name writhing on my tongue
They are made to be forgotten.

We were but are no longer
Fingers laced, the past erased.
The moon cries out at its own rebirth
My eyes refuse to see your worth.

So come let us weep and part
You can learn to mend your twice-broken heart.
 Jan 2015
RL
Oh you don't even know
You've got a hold on me
Fingertips tracing the lines
on my neck like raindrops
Cooling the afternoon wave
And we both know that
love this is not but still
our hearts they hum and
remind us that they are.
We are nothing and yet we are
Everything.

Oh but you don't even know.
 Jan 2015
RL
Another year encroaches on the
determinedly faded memories
Reminding me of everything in vain.
In vain vanity I remember how
curved my smile goes, rounded
just right when my name rests on
your lips and I lose all resolve
Easy laughter and words in twos
A familiar tugging and a comforting glow
Harder to resist and yet to rue
I seek a lost love already known
But oh I cannot locate my heart.

Old habits die indefinitely hard.
 Oct 2014
RL
One-

I've forgotten to say hello the way normal people do.

Two-

I have forbidden your eyes.

Three-

Your stream of words flow over my head.

Four-

And into my soul.

Five-

Then up to the sky.

Six-

We hold the world in our musings.

Seven-

Paint the future in our songs.

Eight-

We fly.

Nine-

Soar.

Ten-

Pretend the sun isn't setting.

Ready or not, here I -
 Oct 2014
RL
It is found not in the subtle petals of new.
Nor in the light rain on sullied earth.
Not in the frost that scurries across the window
But in the rust-coloured grounds of October.

In the fall, in the fall
In the freshly browned leaves
In the warm cup of tea
In the shiver down my spine
In the last few days of sun
In the ice that fills your lungs
In the end ever encroaching
In the time ever slipping

That's where love-
 Oct 2014
RL
Tiptoe 'round the corner and she
Imagines your hand in hers
As you climb over the rolling hills
And sunlit Tuesdays with a
Smile in her soft eyes as
Your warm ones capture
Everything about her that
Cannot be defined while she
Loses her way finding what
You don't let even the moonlight
Touch.
Just found this one from last year hidden somewhere deep in my blog.
 Sep 2014
RL
I cannot keep these careful circles
Wet cheeks and sheets of scrawls
He loves me, he loves me not
Roses diminished for your apathy.

Take this curtsy, like you did my bones
From hand to hand, now dust to dust.
Our last melody, this simple swan song
Forget the lot and I'll remember you not.
 Jul 2014
RL
Make it a little easier for me tonight
Wipe the stars and revisit the lights
Cool the waters and memorise the sunset
As the blades strike their grand finale
We will rock fearlessly on the waves
Like a ship sailing home - - -
To the shore of sacred solitude
Amidst the showers and breezes
Pretending to battle hurricanes and horsemen
While the amber speckles will intercede
Fixing the blemishes on our skin and
Draining the parts in our hearts that hurt
So we don't have to feel each other anymore.

I think I dreamt you up before.
 Jun 2014
RL
Let's play pretend, for just half a second:
I'll unbelieve all the lies I promised myself.
And I'll tuck away all the loose odds and ends
To convince my flailing heart we never existed.


Because maybe we never existed.
 Apr 2014
RL
He kissed me.
And I never looked away.
He loved me.
And I never looked back.
He left me.
And I never looked at another.
 Apr 2014
RL
Left/Right/Wrong/Right
Fluttering in the empty wind
A helpless shred of heart
About to be whisked away for good.

Trying to bend my limbs into
Four corners because I must.
All they will see is a perfect box.
All they will see is nothing.

How do I love you?
Let me count the ways:
-
-

They see us, I look away.
The clock strikes 12, I walk away.
A constant battle between the realms
Of reality and happily ever after.
This isn't love, it's another kind of torture.

Maybe in another universe.

Or perhaps not even then.
 Apr 2014
RL
I have built a statue
A monument for old.
Your name engraved by hand
In bold, in brazen gold.

I have named a building
After the way you say 'We're free'.
With a plaque to tell the whole wide world
The life you've painted for me.

I have paved a winding road
And branded it for two.
With slopes and loops and bridges to the sky
I hope it leads me back to you.

I have created a universe that never was
In honour of you and me.
Uncharted, unmarked, it's up in my head.
Only for us to see.
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