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Kathryn Rose Mar 2018
I think I fell in love with you.

I think I fell in love
When the tears began rolling down my cheeks
Into my mouth
Onto my pillow
Against the cotton of my shirt.

I think I fell in love
When you told me
How you would remember me
Our time together, special.

I think I fell in love
When I could no longer hold you
Feel your hand in mine
Or your beating heart next to mine.

I think I fell in love
When the bright light
Poured through my window
Reminding me of your sleepy, golden eyes.

I think I fell in love
Among the melodies in the air
When I heard them play your favorite record
And felt the soft notes
Spread across my skin.

I think I fell in love
When the wind whipped past me
Leaving me with goosebumps,
Sending chills down my spine.

I think I fell in love
At the sight of a plump grapefruit
Perched on my counter.

I think I fell in love
When I thought about kissing another man,
Someone other than you.

I think I fell in love
When you wished me happiness.
Happiness you couldn't give.

I think I fell in love with you.
Kathryn Rose Mar 2018
Every time I take a sip
The memory of your touch
Bleeds my mind emotionless
Kathryn Rose Mar 2018
My thoughts flow, words
My dreams come and go, script delay
My hands touch, hoping they stay
Letters curve so slightly, sensual
Serifs barely touch, hesitate
Testing the boundaries of space, flirting
Lyrics weave my tousled hair, joining sound waves  
Make their way in, touching me
Coursing alongside my thin veins, pressure
Fall swiftly down my arteries, suggestively flood my soul
Kathryn Rose Mar 2018
Imperfect child, imperfect man
Shouts from his father looking down with shame
Stuck in his head like demons in the flame

Giving the love he never found
Making family out of friends
Desperate for a full heart

Always searching
Never receiving
Depression looms
Trusting the demons in reality
Holding on to something he can't see
While paper crowds his home
Hoping paper will block the void he feels every day

Happiness existed
Only in the city of lights
Torturous summers, capable winters
She broke his dream

Immediate recognition does not come
Perseverance fading quickly

Screaming child inside him
Eternal college experience of brotherhood, beer, whiskey and Vegas trips
Living through the joy of children

Desperate to find a woman
A woman that won't die
A woman that won't disappear
Someone he won't disappoint
Where does the poet turn
when the words cannot be found
who will see him
through quiet nights
and solemn days
as he fumbles in thought
at a scene already written
an emotion already spent
the frightening possibility
that his dreams have all been dreamed
his nightmares all survived
the poet's eye if narrowed
is blind

a cold wind turns the corner
as he makes his way
to the nearby park
with pencil and pad
he will gaze in infinite wonder
the children at play
the Sun on the bay
and he will wish he could live
the words once again
oldie
Kathryn Rose Mar 2018
The Dying breaths of dawn
Linger on my lips a bit longer
Ever since he has been gone
Kathryn Rose Mar 2018
Bin
I would miss the intensity
Of your sweet, sweet honeycomb heart
The endearing amber in your beard
And the strong hands I didn't fear
The way your soft eyes become so light
In the morning bright
Your warm skin against mine,
Holding me so tight
Your husky laugh
At my joking attempts
The tiny touch of my hip,
The ******* stroking of my hair
Gripping my *******
Thrusting hard, endless pleasure
I could sit in your sensual silence forever

Happiness knows no bounds
Inside your concrete floors and brick walls
Your open windows,
My open chest
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