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Kendra Gibson Jan 2013
Give me something I'm going to remember,
be it raw and unrehearsed.
Give me something intangible
that my only my heart can see and touch.

I don't care whatever it may be just give me something to feel.
I need something to feel.
Let my heart burst!
Let my mind go free!
Just give me something.
I beg of you, be raw.
get down to the nitty gritty,
be true,
be honest.

Give me something to remember.
Kendra Gibson Jan 2013
There is an infinite combination of letters into words in the universe
and I cannot seem to say how I feel.
I've chosen to speak in silence for
you would never be able to understand what I say,
so just believe me,
when I tell you that you are my light.
You are my moon.
You are the colors I see at dawn.
My morning coffee,
my cigarette.
You are the way the trees sway to the Summer breeze.

I want to kiss your knees,
I want to kiss your arms,
I want to kiss every inch of your trembling skin.
I want you to keep my crooked heart.
I want you to stay my moon.

I want you to listen to my silence.
For it speaks more than my words.
Kendra Gibson Jan 2013
While the moon and the sun fight,
to be in the sky at the same time,
I fight with my heart.
I fight with my head.
For they both want to be in the same place,
at the same time.
But one see's the truth,
and one knows too much.
Kendra Gibson Jan 2013
I feel at peace
For right now at least.
With the rain dripping
Dropping
On the window sill
You can hear them smack the puddles
Splashing into smaller drops.

I feel at peace
For right now at least.
I can hear the piano keys
Tapping
Tapping
It's lonesome beat.

I feel at peace
For right now at least
With the drops and the tapping and
Your warm skin against my warm skin.
I feel at peace under these cool sheets
The night as warm as a forest fire.

I feel at peace with you beside me
For right now at least.
We'll see what tomorrow brings
But until then... I feel at peace.
Kendra Gibson Jan 2013
I don't know where I belong.
Here,
there,
or nowhere?
Kendra Gibson Jan 2013
Give me love,
                           or give me life.
For neither is the same.
Kendra Gibson Jan 2013
Give me a mountain top
and a rain drop.
All the clouds in the sky.
Nothing, though,
ever, ever,
will make me feel any different.
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