Delaney Marie

Delaney Marie Oct 2013

I often drown in my thoughts while lying in my ocean-like bed.
Becoming more and more seasick each time you appear in my head.
Once upon a time I wanted to be a passenger on your battleship;
or more like your co-captain.
Pretending as if the waves didn’t bother me.
Imagining the never ending storm called us was just precipitation
and not a natural disaster;
our unnatural disaster.
As much as I wanted you,
the sun appeared the day you walked out.
It was beautiful.
I
became
beautiful.
Years of tears evaporated by the light of a new day
and suddenly I became grateful for all you never were.
Your poisoned waters may have crippled my soul
but your absence made me new.
Now I’m laid back, sailing through life,
as you fade into the rear view.

Delaney Marie Oct 2013

You

You,
such a tiny word.
A pronoun unpronounced by those who only know your first name,
those who don’t care to learn what you’ve been through,
those who haven’t felt the salty tears your beautiful brown eyes have become accustomed to,
those who don’t know things that I do.
All because I yearn for...

You,
the inspiration to my inspirations,
the reason my smile seems to never fade,
the missing piece to the puzzled mess of a life I’ve been living,
the gift that keeps on giving and it’s Christmas everyday,
the one person I’d give the planet to if God gave me the chance.
All because my world already revolves around...

You,
making the word me seem so small in comparison,
making my favorite way to look, looking into your eyes,
making my lips quiver your name in hopes that you’ll fall in love with the sound,
making sparks fly with every day of passion in view.
All because you make it impossible to love another human being the way that I love...

You.

Delaney Marie Oct 2013

Wonder Bread:

I wonder what it would feel like if you
loved me in the same way that I love you,
calling just to say I’m on your mind
or writing me drawn out amorous poems.

I wonder what it would feel like if you
loved me in the same way that I love you,
with thoughts of me overtaking your beauty sleep
or making it impossible to crave any other.

I wonder what it would feel like if you
loved me in the same way that I love you,
effortlessly giving your all because anything less would be average
or living as if every single day was still the honeymoon stage.

I wonder what it would feel like if you
loved me in the same way that I love you,
realizing that one weekend of not speaking can slowly turn into our weak end
or remembering who's truly important even on the busiest of days.
I wonder what it would feel like..

Then my wonder begins to wander as I slowly whisper to myself
the only line I remember from that purple book sitting on my nightstand,

“Everyone loves differently.”

Delaney Marie Oct 2013

Insomnia's Residue

I miss
your lips;
my favorite couple
aside from you and I.

I crave
your touch;
my reminder of how beautiful it is to feel and be felt.

I desire
your scent;
my instant gratification left on the sheets as we make sweet love.

I need
your hair;
my finger's playground as they pull curls in every wrong direction.

I love
you;
my mind's muse, my heart's holder, my 3 a.m. poem, my
mine.

Delaney Marie Oct 2013

Her Question, My Answer.

"How many times can you fall in love with the same person?"

- the answer escaped my lips but ran wild through my brain.
my heart knew every word that my tongue could not explain.
I look deeper into your question,
billions of people, but you're the incomparable selection.
my selection, laced with complexities that were only meant for me to unravel.
scar after scar and yet falling for you has been the easiest of battles.

"How many times can you fall in love with the same person?"

-let's take a guess because neither of us knows.
let's keep counting, let's use our fingers and our toes.
tallying falls and re-falls into a universe created out of unexplainable connection.
a journey, our journey, the imperfect perfection.
you see, my heart resides in your sanctuary of a soul.
keep it there, it seems to be the only place it will grow.

"How many times can you fall in love with the same person?"

-if the third time's the charm, how lucky are we?
how blessed is this love affair, how is it not meant to be?
question the questions, or jump into what has become our second skin;
LOVE. our home away from home. the place where we've always been.
I will always love you and you will always love me.
so when you ask how many more times we'll fall, I'll simply reply: "Infinity."

Delaney Marie Oct 2013

falling thoughts

Slowly but surely she crept in.
Her presence deemed imaginary until you truly stopped and stared.
Looking closer into the monotonous greens and browns.
Only to discover that the sea of green was metamorphosing into
its counterpart like it did each and every October.
Leaf by leaf, she made her presence known.
Seemingly saying, I am here.
I am the calm before the wintry storm
and the relief from the scorching summer season.
I am your favorite colors
and your realization of God's handy work.
I am, Autumn.

Delaney Marie Oct 2013

The Dream

Forever.
That’s how long I will love you.
365 times 365 times 365,
the years fly with you.
Longing for the thoughts I have when I lie with you.
Thoughts of all the possibilities while the impossibles
are turned upside-down just from the way you look at me.
Stare into my eyes as I invade your soul.
Bodies become singular while on the quest for more.
more passion, more pleasure, more laughs, more of what’s next.
I promise to be worth all the time you invest.
Worth the past, worth the stress, worth all of the problems not addressed.
Such a beautiful promise,
absolute perfection to say, then I woke up
and realized our forever ended yesterday.