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Kat Mar 2013
i would single-handedly
give up every shred of happiness
etched into my poorly-drawn veins
just to see you aflame with joy
in the midst of a lazy afternoon.
(and that scares me to no end)
Kat Mar 2013
i could write novels
about the spaces in between
what i know how to explain;
about the way you move
or the way your voice sounds
to my eardrum at 1:30 am

i could write so many poems
about everything that you are
and everything that we are in this moment
but all i have are these tiny words
and sad cliches to get me by
and that's not enough.
Kat Feb 2013
that night you told me
you weren't very good with words
but all you knew and all you felt
was that you loved me-
that was real.

so tonight when you spit on my show,
you can't blame me for wondering
what it is now that you know and that you feel-
is that real?
Kat Feb 2013
i am scared
of so many things:
the dark; deep water;
airplanes and heights

but the flutter in my chest
when your lip flicks upward
exceeds any other terror
i have yet to know.
/sighs
Kat Jan 2013
i feel your voice fading away in my mind,
and your laugh with it too
and all i can think through all of it
is that i don't want to erase you-
even after all we've been through.
Kat Dec 2012
Your crooked lips
echo in my brain
And I still strain
to kiss their very tip.
Kat Dec 2012
the teacher said
"tell us about yourself."

and i searched deep down
saw paris, france
venice, italy and my father when he was young
and great adventures to be told
saw words written on hotel notepads
proclaiming love of lover's past
nothing but a chord or two
to tell the complexity of what i knew

i searched deep down and saw
my soul so perfectly painted
in slashing reds and soft beiges

but
nothing made sense to anyone but me
so i gulped
and said my name.
people are just so beautifully complex.

— The End —