JDG: Favorites

Nov 2013 JDG

Stevie Staunen

Save for the yellow ring framing his pupils he has the bluest eyes
Wrinkles that date back to 15 but at 27 they've never been so defined
The smile he gives, he gives it away like it is nothing
He smiles at everyone even though he knows his smile is busted
Twice lost and held together with a metal post
one discolored tooth is proof that he can fight and win if hurt by someone too close
He sees monsters in mirrors and makes mountains out of his fear
He was barely even 12 when he first asked "why am I here?"
He knows everything is in his head but the noise is loud and always there
He's scared to get too close to anything and worries it comes off like he doesn't care
They say he is handsome, intelligent and kind but he has no idea why
They're looking at me but never make it past my eyes
Most people only see sunflowers in a blue sky

Nov 2013 JDG

It's Simple.

Nov 2013 JDG

LF

It's Simple.

..I want you.
..I want you in the most innocent ways.
I want to wake up tangled in sheets
your feet wrapped up in mine..
Hear your groggy voice as you stretch your body awake.
I want to feel your finger tips linger on my back
as you write love letters on my skin..
I'll laugh next to you, squirming away as it tickles.
I want to feel your lips kissing my shoulder
as i lay against you,
softly , over and over , gently as i sigh.
I want to close my eyes
as you explore my skin, connecting freckles,
mapping my body like your own secret constellation.

I want..

to stay in these moments forever.

Nov 2013 JDG

Joyful

Nov 2013 JDG

LF

Joyful

I love petrichor ;
The way that seconds after the first few
drops start falling ;
The scent of Ozone fills the air .

I love the smell of fall,
The beauty of trees showing us that you can still shed bits of you that have died... Yet still be beautiful.

I love the sound of my nieces laugh;
The way it steadily always brings me back
to earth durning chaos ,
Reminding me to be joyful.

I love the ocean.
How beautiful is it from the surface ;
Knowing no one will ever see all the beauty
That lurks beneath the depths.

I love seeing peoples faces describing
The person they love.
Their features change , they
Become alive .

I love coffee, and my dog, and my tiny feet, and whiskey, and sportscenter, and lime popsicles. I love sleeping in ,and watching Braveheart . I love love, and i love living .

What do you love.

Nov 2013 JDG

Ideal

Nov 2013 JDG

LF

Ideal

He sees me in the mirror
sigh and fidget with my hair,
rolls his eyes and laughs at me
" i dont know why you care".

He tells me that my smile
Could bring a grown man to his knees
That in all his years of searching ;
None had eyes like these .

He says he loves my tiny feet
And that im pretty when i cry ;
He says that im a stubburn *****;
But loves the reasons why.

He tells me that my laughter
Sounds like an angels song;
And every time he hears it
He wants to sing along .

"Stop fussin in the mirror,
I'll remind you every day ,
your perfectly imperfect
and that's how you should stay. "

Nov 2013 JDG

two hearts

Nov 2013 JDG

Sia Jane

two hearts

ever since the day
i met you
instantaneously
       i feared losing you
you gave me something
i could only compare
       with a woman in my past
who saved my life
the way
       you have too

Cross my heart
i miss you
       i don't say it lightly
it comes from the heart
i just crossed
        for you

hand on heart
can you hear
       it beats for you
it fears you leaving
i'm already
      coming undone

you're too beautiful
for a woman come
      undone, allow me
to hold you near
trust in my
      embrace
holding you close

if i let you close
you'll only hurt
       my already broken misfit
heart,
i love forever & for always
i'm left so easily
      i feel like a stray

my darling girl how could
you ever so
       devalue your life
i promise to stay
lower that sky high
wall
      i promise

you promise?*

i promise

© Sia Jane

Nov 2013 JDG

Abundance

Nov 2013 JDG

Nicole Alyse

Abundance

In the aftermath of chaos,
the screams are replaced by a rich silence,
that permeates through the walls,
and circulates through rooms
you no longer dwell in.

Shattered glass strewn across the floors,
reflecting what little light comes through the window
and shimmering,
like diamonds.

Barren rooms and barren walls,
delicately stripped down the day that you
left me---
a poor girl,
rich
in
resentments.