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Lauren A Todd May 2015
May each mouth
That has touched yours
Lead you to mine.
For they have taught you
The art of slow.
The eager lips of young love
Pale compared to
Those seasoned enough
To savor each movement
As if it were their last meal.
Lauren A Todd May 2015
Tiny, little friends
Share tiny little secrets
As the symphony of laughter
And squeaking swings
Stuff the afternoon.

Tiny, little waves "Goodbye!"
Through tinted chariots
Whisking them home for the weekend.

And in twenty years
When the weather is irresistible,
They'll take their own tiny ones
For a walk.

When they stroll by the playground
And hear that symphony of laughter
They'll remember tiny, little Sarah
And her tiny, little secrets
Wondering how her littles wave "Goodbye!"
Lauren A Todd May 2015
It was winter of 2014
And you dyed your hair navy,
On accident of course.
But you liked it.

And you lived for the nights
Of turning around the lake
As the moss dropped
From the tangles of your hair.

And the moon shone
In the haziness of your eyes
While you played back scenes
Through the screens of your eyelashes.

There was a groaning which lived
In the cavity behind your lungs
And sometimes it would stretch so far
The cracking of your ribs
Would fill the deepest silence.

And one morning,
He stretched to stroke the length of your cheek
But the weight of that look
Shook you back.

I'll never forget.
Lauren A Todd May 2015
If I close my eyes long enough,
I can see you at the stop light
With your arm out the window.
And the shape it made, took me down.

If I close my eyes long enough,
I can see that mouth
As you bring your cigarette up for a puff.
And the shape it made left me limp.

If I close my eyes long enough,
I can hear that laugh as you lean out
Long enough for me to read what your face wrote.
And the sound it made, shook my bones.
Lauren A Todd Apr 2015
"The stars live on your arm."
He traces the outline of Orion on my milky white skin. Each freckle forming a constellation. And you force my fingers into the universal sign for affection.
"I love you."
Say your fingers. Says your eyes. Says the way you can't even look at me.

I know,
You know,
This isn't the end.
Lauren A Todd Apr 2015
Midnight mist
In my hair
Breathe deep
There's no one there

Midnight mist
In my mouth
Sweep it up
Relieve your doubt
Lauren A Todd Apr 2015
Liar, troublemaker, cheat:
All names carved into my bones.
But I left that knife protruding from my arm
For all to see.

And after suffocating their own names in stacked lungs
They’ll point and blame, and twist and turn
That knife in my own arm
For all to see.

With shattered bones, I am left quietly
Under your doormat
Only to be used for the cleaning
Of ***** shoes and welcoming strangers
For all to see.

Liar, troublemaker, cheat:
All names I’ll drown in the bath.
Washing off the dirt from your shoes
And the filth of blame,
I’ll take out that knife
For all to see.
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