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luci Mar 2018
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i show the sugar
of my smile
so you
don't
notice the
salt dripping
down my eyes
luci Dec 2017
a river without direction
water is warm,
yet sends me shivers

they call out his name,
yet he’s nameless now
holding rebellion
between his teeth
rules escape him
just as the smoke
from his mouth

he smirks at me
faking pride
however, his eyes are lost
on his own reflection

he sees himself
in the blue

because
he’s a river
with no direction
he's warm,
yet sends me shivers
a boy i know
dry
luci Feb 2018
dry
last night
the moon heard my tears insult you
they called you pretentious
irritating
and a waste of time

yet when the sun rose
my dry eyes adored you
and once again
ecstasy raced through my chest
when i felt the breeze of your purple gaze
as if every sunrise
you drew a cross through my heart
making it yours when my eyes are dry
luci Dec 2017
the most
absurdly
exhausting
of all labours
is the distasteful art
of pretending to be
someone
else
don't waste your energy on hiding who you are
luci Nov 2017
everybody tries to be
a perfectly created masterpiece
yet all i want to show
are my flaws

i want to be so
inevitably flawed
that no one can help
but stare at me
and taste
the bittersweet realness of my being
luci Dec 2017
your eyes
            are
          so explosively
   captivating
                    i feel like i
   float in space
                 every time
      your blue
                    and
                          my green
               collide,
    creating a new earth.
i wish you felt the same
luci May 2019
i stared at the milky way
through the keyhole of your front door
my nose itched
at the linger of stardust on the floor

needless of a space suit
i stepped right through
waving goodbye to the earth
and entering this room
where exists no calendars nor timetables
where we’re made of constellations
no need for labels

realized the earth was a ghost town
at your existence's sight,
no city has a better skyline
than your body laying down

and while the clock on earth swallows up time
chasing the sun as it hides
i am floating with you now
in a heavenly ride
through our celestial silence

so eyes closed
blinded by your cosmic light
i read your skin like braille
most absorbing story anyone could write

i fell for your stars too far down
to be fearful of your night
so i confessed i was your satellite
i will follow wherever you guide

in a supernova you created me
didn't need to give me adjectives
and as your blue and my green collided
a new earth for us was provided

the end of the universe will come
the night your eyelids don't close beside me
the cosmos is curled up inside of us
it's the chaotic beauty of galaxies colliding
i wrote this for my english class once
luci Jun 2018
.                                         it rides everything
                                  ~=~.~=~.~=~.~=~~=~.~­=~.~=~
              it pulls me in the morning and doesn't let me get out of bed
                it keeps me from flying away when i don't want to be here
                      it makes me fall for pretty strangers and their promises
                              it lets my fingers drown on my thoughts as i write
                                          it lets senseless words drop from my mouth
                                                   it forces people to not dream too much
                                                           keep your head on your shoulders
                                                       ­                and your feet in the ground
                                                          ­                             it lets things break
                                                           ­                                       it lets things
                                                          ­                                                        die
yet
a­ll those days
that sink and lay
with time will make sense
because gravity rides everything
                              ~=~.~=~.~=~.~=~.~=~~=~.~­=~.~=~.~=~
                                everything falls right into place.
luci Apr 2018
i saw it in the warmth of your hand when you played with the soft cold of my fingers. i smelled it in the short distance you kept between us every time we talked; in the way i forced myself not to smile because my mouth, so close to yours, didn't want to show that it wanted you. i touched it when my loud, black-out drunk cries were calmed by your quiet presence while sitting in the bathroom floor. i heard it sing when you called my name from down my window or when you showed me your favorite song. i heard it mourn when you told me that you liked her. i tasted it in your burgundy voice when it whispered that you were sorry and never meant to hurt me. i knew it was love when i forced myself to smile because my watering eyes didn't want to show that they wanted you.
i knew it was love because every time you kissed her i couldn't help but stare and wish i was blind.
i knew it was love because i wrote thousands of poems about you hoping one day you would jump out of the page and be here with me, until i realized your name didn't even jump out on my phone anymore.
i knew it was love because when my mind wandered around you it felt like a perfectly stacked box of cigarettes filled with every moment we shared and all i wanted to do was smoke it all until each cigarette burned out and faded with the thought of you.

however i knew it wasn't love
because the way you glanced at me from across the room can't compare to the way you contemplate her so religiously.

i knew it wasn't love because i wanted to be loved so badly that i accepted the smallest crumb and called myself full.

i'm glad it wasn't love because my name was a wooden ship that would simply break if i forced it into your bottle glass heart.
thanks for being the closest thing to love i had ever met, anyways
luci Dec 2017
i exist in the depths of solitude
pondering my true goal
trying to find peace of mind
and still preserve my soul
constantly yearning to be accepted
and from all receive respect
never comprising but sometimes risky
and that is my only regret

a young heart with an old soul
how can there be peace
how can i be in the depths of solitude
when there are two inside of me
this duo within me causes
the perfect oppurtunity
to learn and live twice as fast
as those who accept simplicity

- Tupac Shakur
one of my favorite poems by one of my favorite people
luci Jun 2018
june reminds me of

the calm before a storm
& the calm soft of your fingers
wisps of smoke out the window
shivers on my legs after the river
watching bokeh headlights
with dreamy eyes & a violet sky
cold sheets & loud fans at night
soaked shoes through the sprinklers
vaseline on my lips that i passed onto yours
the ivory scent of your laugh that still lingers

it reminds me of worldly things that now seem out of world
it reminds me of a past yet awaiting life
a blurry memory of who i am
it reminds me of you
luci Dec 2017
if words were enough to ease your pain
i'd start talking and never stop
tell you that you're worth more
than your sad eyes reflect
more than the whispers running through the halls
more than a grade on a paper yells
what i wish someone said to me
luci Mar 2018
this intoxicating drink
is absurdly disgusting

yet tastes better
than watching you love her

so i rather sip on
this vision-blurring liquor,
in order to be unable
to look in the mirror
and realize

my eyes
will never shine like hers

my lips
will never kiss you as good

my body
will never feel as warm
as when you hold her

and my smile
will never be a smile

because i won't smile
as long as i watch you love her
this is such a cliché poem but it's what i feel
luci Mar 2018
in the waves
of your gaze
    my ship
  bursts into
     dreams
                                as my mouth
                           watering for yours
                                fills me with
                                     unease
                                                          ­              endlessly
                                         ­                                longing
                                                         ­             to permeate
                                                        ­           on your reverie
                                                         ­                  steam
                                    to dim
                                 the lights
                            of your sirenic
                                   breeze
                                                          ­           to undress
                                                         ­        the complexity
                                                      ­            of your mind
                                                            ­           scheme

                                        i solemnly live
                                     to hear your name
                                  that even the silences
                                               scream
a poem for someone who will never read it
luci Apr 2018
days handwritten in blue and white,
nights that smell like a past life,
the moments on which i rely
to glance back when i feel deprived,
and i know to be grateful means to remember
that no matter where i go
days will always have sun
and even if i change, i'll always have me
in the night there will always be moon,
yet no day or night can be complete
because i'll never find another you
looking back makes you smile until you realize how much has changed
luci Nov 2017
as soon as the
last bell rings
i go around classes,
slowly walk downstairs
and finally go home
once i’ve seen you

once i’ve
observed who you’re with,
analyzed how you walk
and the way that you smiled
as our eyes met

i walk around
the hallways
wishing
to walk around
your mind

wishing
you were able to
smell the blue
of my presence
just like I listen to
the gray of
your absence

perhaps
i don’t walk around
to see you,
perhaps i do it
for you to see me
luci Feb 2018
it's funny how
my most hopeless wish
was to achieve what your cigarettes did
simply to touch your lips

and a cigarette i became
you lit me up
you tasted me

you got your buzz
you stepped on me
luci Dec 2017
just like a memorable painting

we were made to admire
each other in the distance

never allowed to break the glass
separating the masterpiece and its viewer

always trying to figure out
the meaning behind each touch of colour

and believing it means something perfect

simply because we all need something
to fantasise about

something to call beautiful in this hideous world.
we're both afraid to show our true colors
luci Nov 2017
in this world full of noise
it is hard to be listened to

i chose to write
rather than yell
luci Nov 2017
i had always dreamed
of creating the most
beautiful masterpiece
yet today i've figured
that could never be reached

because
i've tried to paint you
in a picture
but that would require
colors
not yet created

i've tried to write
a poem
about you
yet you're unwrittable
luci Mar 2018
when a heart breaks
it breaks open,
open for you
to look inside
take a handful
and taste it
smell it
hear it
embrace it
because only when hearts break
is when we really know what's inside of us
and what makes us so vulnerable to this deadly feeling
luci Nov 2017
said the waves around me
as i stared at them from
the other side
of a thick glass bottle
floating in the ocean

you're simply
a colorless flower
no one shall ever see
how flawed you are,
therefore, my dear,
you won't get out

and the waves kept dancing
up and down
to the rhythm of the sunrise
taking me further from the land
i still don't know how to end this piece

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