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Ethan Taylor Jan 2010
When you left, you took my heart with you and the two of you skipped off into the woods of my past
The ruddy drops my heart left behind were eventually gobbled up, like highly metaphorical breadcrumbs, by the birds of time
And like those two children lost in the forest, neither of you will ever find your way back... to me.

   I'll fashion a new heart out of wood to occupy the vacancy left in my chest
And it will hope to some day become a real heart
But it will never be able to receive the fairydust of love that would enable it to fly
Instead, it will only be a stiff, wooden heart
And there will always be strings attached.

   Perhaps some day a raven will fly through my window to keep me company
And though he may only speak one word, I know that it will always be a word of truth
And I know that he will never leave me
Probably because he feels my pain.

   The pain of growing up
Of not being able to fly away to a place where I can stay a child forever
Your memory will always be the captain of my new wooden heart
And the hook that drags me back to reality
when I start thinking that maybe we could have worked.

   We were doomed from the start
As if I were trapped in an ocean of longing
And you walked on the dry land of my desire
Always unattainable to me for my inability to adapt to a new world.

   In the beginning, our love was like a carpet
Covering all things, and enchanted to lift us from the ground
And carry us through the world together
But you stained that carpet with the grapejuice of treachery
And now I am left emotionally unconscious
Always waiting for the kiss that will never come
To wake me from my slumber.
Ethan Taylor Jan 2010
The steady breeze and my bare feet in the cool wet sand send a shiver through my body
Into my spine to be dispersed evenly throughout my soul
Behind me the moon is rising, and your dark eyes send its glowing image back at me
My heart is beating in riddles
And your breath sighs the answers as we listen to the steady song of the shoreline
Waves washing around our feet in an attempt to lure us out to sea
To float in blue eternity

Your skin is still warm from the afternoon and the back of your neck smells like sunshine
Daylight flashes across my memory and for a split second I can see your tan skin glistening
With our pant legs rolled up to our knees we paced the beach
Staying just beyond reach of the whispering tide
And before following our footprints back, we’d stop and let it bury our feet in the sand
We walked until the sun melted into the horizon and the clouds burst into orange and purple melodies
We sat together and waited as their song faded into darkness and the stars revealed themselves to call forth the moon
Which is now casting its shimmering reflection across the water, adorning your skin with its soft silver glow

I can feel consciousness escaping with every yawn and before long I feel my back rest against the sand
I would feel cold if not for the warmth of your being pulsing through me
Slowly, under our moonlight blanket, we let the lullaby of the waves and our beating hearts sweep our minds clean of time
Ethan Taylor Jan 2010
You are a runner
And I am my father's son
I will keep running
Ethan Taylor Jan 2010
Yes, this is different
But there's wonder to be found
Be patient, my love
Ethan Taylor Jan 2010
Our spirits collide
With one thousand breaths, I sigh
You are all of me
Ethan Taylor Jan 2010
I found an ocean
Your body is crashing waves
My skin is the beach
Ethan Taylor Jan 2010
Coffee and blankets
Cold quiet winter morning
Come closer darling
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