gypsyheart: Favorites

Oct 2015 gypsyheart

glassea

we love incandescent,
words growing light
that laughs at the dark.

we love incandescent,
gold in a world of grey,
dazzling in its misplacement.

we love incandescent
and sinuous and strange
and lies and logical madness.

we love incandescent,
and the witches come for us
like moths dying in candles.

we love incandescent
until you strangle my light
and i steal your fire
(a prometheus that wins)
and we both ignite.

we love incandescent
until it is me, alone,
watching your old mirror.

we love incandescent
and it is not your downfall
but my rebirth.

we loved incandescent as the sun set.
not a good plan.
even the half-blind can see a light in this dark.

Sep 2015 gypsyheart

• Born •

Sep 2015 gypsyheart

ThePoet

• Born •

I don't wish
for myself to die,
but I wish that
I was never born
I wouldn't die
after I'm broken,
but I'd be dead
before I'm torn

©

Aug 2015 gypsyheart

Catch her if you can

Aug 2015 gypsyheart

Kat

Catch her if you can

Isn’t physically quick or agile.

Disappears in libraries.

Has been known to dissolve into the physical pages of books.

Is good at tucking herself into the stacks and retreating to reading nooks.

Blends in at coffee shops where her voice can be drowned out by the grinding and the steaming.

Can become indistinguishable in the dark of theatres, in the quiet shuffle of art galleries, the finger-snapping of poetry readings, the hum and jostle of the Tube.

Is indistinct. Adept at hiding in plain sight.

#love #shy #fleeting #bookworm