On canvas of sand Their bloods were painted Adorning the earth With breathtaking mosaic Of dead bodies and debris A tesserae of destruction Tis the devil's masterpiece Devastating, but beautiful!*
One day I want to write a poem That captures your soul In the adjectives Describing the sky
One day I want to write a sentence That you will carry In your memory Scarred and stained For an infinity
One day I want to write a short story Of a guy A lot like you And a girl A lot like me With no lies Only honesty And a forever that lasted Just a while
One day I want to write a paragraph About the sea in you And the sea in me And how we fell in Each other And never needed to come up for air
One day I want to write a dictionary With all of our own definitions Of everyone else's words It will start from the letter Z And end on A Because it will be easier That way
One day I want to write an essay On how the sunlight Made patterns on your skin Even after you lied And shadowed the constellations Screaming honesty Into the dark
One day I want to write a novel About the way your voice And his voice Sounded Just before You both were about to cry
One day I want to write lyrics For the song I meant to sing to you About the moon And the sun And how they dance Whenever all of our eyes are closed Even if it's just for a second (Light Always travels faster Than sound)
One day I want to write you a telegram With someone else's hand To tell you How much I miss you And how my heart Is not in my chest anymore Really- It's shattered across the sky Just for you to see
One day I want to write you a letter To tell you That you didn't know what love is And neither did I
I'm wearing a skirt on purpose I lift my legs to rest on a pole So that it rides up And you touch me You do that so well The switch was turned on And for me there is no off Only completion You rub me Your turned on too I can tell My hand slips back and grazes The graze becomes a rub And before we know it we are bare Our souls shown in the vulnerablity of this nudeness Our bodies collide I'm louder than I have been The pounding is what I needed after all the riding I've done I just can't help but moan You say you love me I love you too I try to scratch because you like it And I can't help myself Eventually We're done And I feel closer to my soul mate than ever.