"You are twisted
and your tongue permanently tastes of cherries." -
you say,
but I just tie cherry knots
with my fruit-infused tongue,
and laugh at your complaints.
Red neon numbers remind me
of your lips on mine.
Gripping at the empty side of the bed,
wishing I were somehow still in your head.
You and I were similiar and collided
in coexisting lives.
I can see a jaw drop
the hand moving south
as if to slip into the knife drawer
of a total solar eclipse.
Six shots deep so I could forget your name,
and all of the reason I love you.
Instead I sat there
with him,
(not you)
crying over cherry stems.

Lost in my imagination
I can visualize the vibrations
resonating from my core.
Why have I fought this for so long?
Sending me signs hidden in songs,
every line, lyric, and rhyme.
I remember almost feeling this way,
once when I was misinformed.
I don't want to go another step
without you.
The loose, ecstatic energy,
manifesting, lingering,
becoming one.
It feels like the weight of the world
has descended into two
atmospheres -- Earth;
holds everyone's seasons,
sing me a reason
in my next life,
why I wouldn't glide through
the forest like deer.

Colliding,
spinning upside down
only to be right side up.
Seeping,
weeping,
forever sleeping
The roots
twist underneath
like veins;
how they grow,
into this space,
fused with time,
confessing what
I already know.
The meaning of this,
pure
utter bliss
how it sparkles
Before me lightly,
tiny fragments
magnetic fire
Breathing
in and out
or is it reverse?

I feel it in my bones, torso, and toes.
Every beep, buzz, or text tone--
sends me over the edge,
like flipping over a roller coaster.
There's this spark,
I can feel it in the dark.
When you're not even near
only a mere 4,000 miles
over the North Atlantic Ocean.
I've seen you in my dreams,
mimicking realitity,
stuck in this virtuality state,
dreading mornings fate.
Tell me why the moon
can't draw the sea,
closer to me.
So that you, too could see
this total eclipse
that's tight in my chest.
How it taunts my heart,
the pitter patter,
spatting, pulsing behind a wall.
I haven't found the key
though this feeling is raw.
Your lips haven't caressed mine, yet.
This will change once we have met.
Dance with me all night,
let's live forever under the night sky.
Sharing secrets of our own,
on my neck,
I feel your moan.
If you stay, or leave,
promise to take me with you.
Back to London, and smoke ****
on the balcony.
Catching trains instead of sleep,
and walk on broken bricks,
taking pics of street art,
have coffee after dark,
closer to 3AM.
Because my heart knew before my head,
that I've always loved you instead.

Is the intertwining of our ribs
that combines your soul with mine.
I can feel it in the breeze,
it's as simple as you and me--
can be, existing in between,
time and space.
As we travel in
a sphere of seas.
It's the strike at 2:22
that you won't be forgotten.
In my heart,
I see yours there.
Breathing,
beating,
expandning,
at the same rhythm,
pumping into the
Blood Moon.

I want to creep inside of you,
your ribcage enclosed around me
let's take a look at what your third eye can see.
Wrapping my mind around the galaxies,
that are currently expanding away
intertwining your stars in my fingertips,
caressing your moons in the palms of my hands.
Don't mind me while I sip your knowledge like a cup of tea;
pouring down my throat,
scalding information like it was supposed to scar.
I can feel you waking,
the nebula behind your eye lids,
fades as the sun claims its spot in the sky.
Resonanting inside of me, like a sizzling
black kettle boiling over.
I watch the hot red glowing spirals
on the stove subside to a rustic brown,
just like that I knew I were lost -
wandering around in someone else's
head that had no intention
of ever stepping into another's.

Remeber when being around one another seemed effortless?
Often you and I, him and them,
she and her would all be together.
Forever felt longer before it expired.
The bittersweet, overy competitive affection
was contagiously repulsive.
Now and then used to be then,
never now.
How else would you descfive what happened?
Or are there alternative endings---
where I begin
and you win again?

The facts that we even
Cross paths,
Our eyes lock
And before you can
Blink—
He's in my arms.
Yearning,
Learning,
Forever unknowing.
How these paths,
Interlock tighter
Than your hand
Wrapped around
Mine,
Like it's rooted there.
You bend,
I tare,
This heart beats 
To the same 
As yours.
Like the river flows,
The knowledge grows,
And so forth 
In many lives,
I cherish the 
Kisses,
And how he misses
Me when I'm gone.
How he meshes 
Kindness,
Ruling out his flaws.
Dangling 
Like prey; 
This game he loves
To play, 
Has met its defeat.
Grounded,
Profound truth,
My feet have never 
Felt more stable.
Standing firm,
Burly,
And tall,
I don't need a
Man that repeats
Trickery at best,
These lessons 
I've dealt with
Come with a price, 
And you've been
Lacking luster 
Since the day
You arrived.

It's when you feel
like disappearing,
only really wanting
to be found.
Grinding,
Twisting,
Kaleidoscope
lenses for eyes.
Fixated on your
aura from across the room.
I could feel his
wondering thoughts
with every blink
or lack thereof.
Staring,
caring,
and understanding
the meaning of this
moment in time,
created especially
for us to dance
around.
Making up our
own rules with
intentions of
breaking them.
Don't go looking
for me again.
Unless you're willing
to keep my gaze,  
I would've loved you
in a daze.
I wanted to find you
before I knew you were missing.
Aren't those the best treasure
to come across?
The oned you're unaware of.