The swell of your feverish hands over mine.
Sweat soaking into my skin.
I’m clutching every part of you I can grasp,
Every part of you I can fit into my palm.
We’re sitting beneath the hollow tree,
Beneath the ocean of a sky,
Beneath the screaming black-billed cuckoos.
We don't say a word because we don't need to;
Just silent prayers burned between us,
Scarred into pale, malnourished bones.
I look at you as your sloe-eyed gaze
bores into the mountains of clouds swimming above us.
I want to kiss you,
But all I can do is lay my head on your shoulder,
Wishing I could build a home out of your collarbones.
I don't ever feel safe anymore.
Except when I’m forgetting everything, with you.
I tried to unlearn the way the gold in your skin,
Possessed your face in scintillant rays of spots.
I could count each one if I had the time,
But you’re already turning your spine stuffing back away from me,
And skipping back home
Without the bother or concern to look back.
I'm quite sad
it was spring in the
serene rivers mantled
by soft, rosy hue of
freshly fallen petals—
the zephyr blew a light
kiss on our smiling,
dazed by the ever so
pristine allure of this
and undying warmth of
until the end of
me, having too much sweetly sickening, saccharine dreams. i've been kinda obsessed with Japan lately, and i've been dreaming about going there too.
I heard the sakura has blossomed
i heard the moonlight has spilled
sakura in the moonlight
a taste of peace on this windowsill
moonlight embracing sakura
it's their moment of intimacy
i should slip away quietly
and go to sleep.
He was all charisma, curls, and commitment issues
And ****** I fell for it
he asked the sun to set
to bring his own
He strummed her heartstrings
and turned her into a hymn
He dawned on her with
new colors, she couldn’t believe existed
She melted at the sight
Of a smile … a specific smile
Too beautiful for poets to describe
For once... this might turn
“Have you ever kissed a lover
you chipped a tooth?”
with a grin that
revealed more than one
He shook his head. “No, and I
really don’t intend
Well, that’s what you get
on a girl you meet
in the yard of the local asylum. But
she said she was a
“Anyway,” he said. “If this is what happened
to you… What happened
to him? I mean,
after the kiss.”
“Oh, there were many,
many kisses actually,” she said. “He’s
“What? He died?”
“Well, yeah, dogs don’t
live that much. Compared to humans,
Poor Annaliese, with no knowledge about life
You lived your life sheltered
Out of human strife
You bathe with diamonds and rose scents
With golden spoon on your tongue
And a lot of dishes to pick upon.
Lovely fabrics; red, yellow and blue
Glass slippers— Cinderelly you're true
Smile Annaliese, Show your warmth
Show ignorance, Let them know you're proud
Wave side to side, Gentle curtsy my dear
Show off your wealth, Know no fear
Silly Annaliese, When you laugh they shouldn't hear
You sheltered brat, arrogant and rude
You dance so well and fake good
Goodness gracious, what would happen if you stepped out of your castle
Will you be able to survive the riot? The rattle?
****, Annaliese, learn to live!
Stop being dependent on what your majesty gives
you build me a castle
but you give me no room
to be myself
to feel myself
The sunset sky
Wore lovely colours
Pale blue with streaks of white
A trace of pink
Skipping violets and reds
Embracing the faint peach
A rainbow somewhere arched
The other side adorned
Pastels and soft golden yellow
To twinkling twilight blue