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Chocolate in paper cups
Early mornings having maths
Long bus drives that never end
Letters I've written but not send

Cinemas next to the port
A falling star that we lost
Photos of us with the sea backround
The waves we reach with no sound

We live in a society oathed to distruct
Too many scratches in a tiny box of love
My mind is racing back and forth
Am I the one, the same I was a moment before?

Sweet shops like the sixties
Nebulae that this magic kisses
You're already too far away
Memories that I'm afraid to make

We are people destined to forget
Too many black holes into which we step
My mind is lost in bright fallen leaves
The rain will turn into light summer breeze
For G.
Traveling in the last hours of darkness
Down this long and dusty road
Looking up I see the moon so full
On her journey through the night

I want to leave my earth bound life
And on her take a ride
For she is traveling westward
And would take me to your side

I continue on my lonely way
The sound of road noise in my ears
But if I could ride upon that golden orb
It would wipe away the years

To ride the road of the milky way
To your side where I belong
No radio or CD playing
Just the sound of angels songs

Is it just a dream I'm dreaming
Or could it become reality
To be with you my own sweet love
Just us, just you, just me
I wish I could've given you some of my thoughts to be yours
You used to take over my incohesive mind
Yesterday I asked for you to take my heavy books, if only you were here

Elves wandering lonely moonlit streets
memories, it's been a while since I last dreamt of you
Thursday re-adapting to freedom passing slippery streets

I wish you could have known my friends to be yours
I guess life takes over people of all kinds
Today I only thought of you when returning home, without that familiar fear

Pirates abandoning stranded wooden ships
melodies,it's been a song from a bar fading into view
February blowing far your figure walking next to me

I wish you will give me a "hello" one day to be mine
I leave you in a dusty shelf untouched by time
Tomorrow I'll forget you a little more till you become transparent, a broken tear

Duchesses dancing by themselves with no prince
mysteries, it's been a question how I now trust a few
This year breath-taking my soul from longing for your kiss
Hot cup, your large couch and a wooden floor somewhere abroad
You caress away my unexplained tears, "Sorry I don't usually cry"
"You will be okay",  my favourite almond taste, how you always knew
Lyrics become far-off places when you search somewhere to hide

Daydreams,trusted moments and you remembering everything
You follow me in the rain, "What do you listen?"
"Everything" I say and then you defend my broken pride
Conversations become last escapes when lost in your soul

Airplanes, my headphones and a mind I miss in the arrival's room
You ask my hand for a waltz, "I don't know how to dance"
"Neither do I", your laughter the most wonderful sound
Memories become romantic adventures when covered in chocolate
I think I loved you most the winter your heating was broken
And we’d stay inside all morning
Pretending to complain that we couldn’t get out of bed
Our clothes becoming little islands on the floor,
Ones that we could not quite find the courage to visit

Your hand stayed glued to my hip,
Your breath warming my shoulder
Like a long drag of whiskey
That kind that had a home so far away,
In a glass bottle on top of your refrigerator.
The one that would not be opened
Until that fateful day in February,
When everything went wrong

And on that unbearable night
When you joked that you’d freeze to death if I left you
There was a long silence
Like it might be true.

Now it’s warm enough
That I show too much skin when sitting in bars
And you avoid me like the plague,
Whispering in any girl’s ear that’s near to you
Every time you see me watching out of the corner of your eye

We should have stayed inside when the ice began to melt
Because I think
When those doors opened and we finally ventured outside
The world had changed,
And so had you and I.
There's this air in South France
So alive you can almost touch it
Soft enough, it blows away the candles
Numbered seats, train wagons, I wish I had taken with you

Warm hands on my frozen nose
a memory in red burning
Your arms, your hair, my cheeks

There's this air they call it Mistral
So loud and you can almost hold it
Light enough, it carries the grains of sand
Kaleidoscope films, sad endings, I wish you'd wipes away my tears

A stolen kiss in a forgotten dream
A wheel in Marseille, spinning
My scarf, my gloves, your lips
You are still all over me
in the books I haven't read and I'm afraid to touch
They'll lose their magic if I open a page

And there you come, your rare smile caressing my thoughts
Saying in uncertain words I had to do this at least once and you kiss me
When the future hadn't come and the summer was us to hold and I couldn't believe it

You have to go before the sun banishes the stars, the night
But you always stay in my things, hiding in every uninvited shade
And I can't have you here taking over my days, you are only a ghost of Christmas past

You are still all over me
in my clumsy hands I don't let anyone to touch
They'll lose the steadiness you gave

And there you walk by, in a theater hugging me despite your friends
Saying in firm whispers I can't lose you my love and you kiss me
When the future was too far and the year was there for us and I couldn't believe it

I have to dust you off my clothes, my room, my mind
But you always come in dreams, demanding your rightful place
And I can't resist when you flood my heart, the memories like flashing lights burn


*You are still all over me...
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