Elise

Elise Jul 2013

Wings.

When I was younger I used to
catch butterflies in the flowered fields.

Now when I speak your name,
the butterflies catch me.

Elise Jul 2013

Madness

It's funny to think
that I try to make you sound
beautiful with words.

Just the attempt in
itself is ridiculous.
I must be crazy.

Nothing could compare
to the beauty you possess.
Extraordinary.

Your eyes shine with joy.
I can see your soul through their
bright, brown brilliance.

Your long, dark hair flows
smoothly down your tiny back.
Your fingers twirl through.

Your radiant smile
sends shivers down my backbone.
I need you with me.

I think I'm crazy
because I still try to put
your beauty in words.

I can't make art out
of a masterpiece. It is
madness to attempt.

Elise Jul 2013

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I want to tell you
that I love you at all times
of the day. Right now.

You deserve to know
how much you are truly loved.
I wish I could share.

It is on the tip
of my tongue. Those three words,
ready to be said.

I have to hold them
in. I long to share them. To
let you know. Three words.

I cannot stress this
enough. Maybe you do know.
I love you, pretty.

This may be deleted, i'm not happy with it.

Elise Jul 2013

Who I am.

You seem so distant.
What do you know about me
really? Not much at all.

You know I adore
Alice in Wonderland. You
know I love music.

You know that I think
the trees are beautiful. You
know green is my choice.

You know I am more
girlie than the others. You
know I'm not sporty.

You know I find peace
in the rain as it slides down
my skin in summer.

You know I enjoy
singing to myself. You know
I like small children.

But what about me?
Those are simple things. Do you
not know who I am?

Have you tasted my
soul? I want you to. I will
happily share it.

Only for you. You're
the one I choose to share it
with. You are lucky.

Know me. Learn me. Please.
I want to be a part of
you. You must know me.

Elise Jul 2013

Maybe.

Today I feel F A T
but I know that it is just
the shorts I'm wearing.

Maybe tomorrow
I will feel skinny again.
Who really knows though.

Elise Jul 2013

One Day.

One day I want to
come home with a message of
your voice on my phone.

'Hey hi, you. I am
coming to see you tonight.
Leave a light on please.'

I will go grocery
shopping while I wait for you
while you're on the train.

I'll buy all of your
favorites. I will make you
dinner on your walk.

When you reach my door,
I will open it before
you can even knock.

I will pull you in,
embracing you lovingly
in my waiting arms.

My apartment will
quickly fill with the heavy
scent of your warm skin.

You will look around
and see the dinner set out
for you. A slow smile.

We haven't said a
word yet. We haven't needed
to. Silence is bliss.

Your eyes supply words
enough. Those looks you give me
are most genuine.

We dine. We drink. We
love. Your hand pulls mine across
the table, so warm.

Not just warm. No. Wait.
Electric. That's what it is.
Our touch. Electric.

That's all we really
ever needed. Each other.
But it took so long.

One day you will see
that. You will see you were blind.
You needed time though.

But now I have you.
You are mine. We are safe now.
Forever. *One day.

Elise Jul 2013

You don't want to hear it because you know I am right.

I am not quite sure
if my words reached your head,
as your hair is a mess of long, brown tangles.

I am not quite sure
if my worries reached your heart,
as your muscles are strong, protecting it.

I am not quite sure
if my love reached your soul,
as your warm eyes are fixated on another.

I am quite sure
your listening ears heard my voice,
as you kindly replied through closed teeth and biased tongue.