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Molly Jul 2013
I was born in a field of roses,
arriving with the hummingbirds.
The sweet summer breeze
welcomed me gently,
and everything was quiet in the world.

The stars poked holes in the darkness,
and reflected sparkling in my eyes.
Flowers and thorns bloomed around my feet,
and above me, only sky.

I was born with an innocent heart,
not yet set on fire.
Not yet tangled with memories and dreams,
not yet broken with desire.

Now these thorns still grow around me,
and roses are few to none.
For I have set myself on fire,
and these roots won't let me run.
Molly Jul 2013
it's sunrise, love.
warm light beckons
and filters through the glass.
I've been awake for hours
and I've been studying every inch of you
like a scientist.
the heat of your skin
radiates from your bones.
so strong,
yet in your most vulnerable state.
I like to lay in the hazy dawn
letting shadows and light
make a kaleidoscope show
only for us.
blankets billow waves around us
and you are my boat.
I am a sailor
and I am an explorer.
you, a brave new world, untouched.
the gentle curve of your spine
is tidal.
we are magnets.
it's gravity
pulling us closer
until we gently collide
at daybreak
Molly Jul 2013
you were incandescent
the light sparkled from you
in bright meteorite waves
through your veins
and you were so pure
like vanilla and honey

we were walking down that dirt road
and the stars rained down on your head
the thunder called your name
and you ran to the sea
every chance you got

once you said to me
"don't you ever die"
and I could never hear
another word
and I'd be happy

we were rolling around
in the grassy meadow
that one night in the summer
and you pinned me down
and kissed me
my heart bloomed lilacs

I looked up to the sky
and swelled with joy
because in that moment
I realized that you were all mine
and I knew that I would never
want anything more
in my entire life
Molly Jul 2013
I think you're still here
with me
sometimes
in a small
corner of my heart
living and
breathing and
laughing
again along with me
and loving me still-
and I never did believe
in ghosts or spirits
until the day you left
and
I found you
lingering
still
everywhere.
Molly Jul 2013
Would you dance with me in the kitchen,
with the moon shining overhead?
I'll take your hands and smile into your kisses,
and laugh at the funny things we've said.

I'll bring you into my garden,
and whisper secrets into your ears.
And after we've been lost for hours,
I will tell you all of my fears.

The sunshine ripples soft
upon your lazy cheeks
so let's just lay in bed, my love
for hours, or days, or weeks.

The outline of your embrace
blooms petals around my spine
our heartbeats tonight, how quickly they match
and our breath, and our stars align.
Molly Jul 2013
i like your body. curves and why-nots
naturally balanced in collapsing and unwinding.
i like the thrill of twists and spinal cords
punctuated by the fear of skin-upon-skin
and the shock. of something so new
with its hows and how do you do's-
i like the wonder and whens in our touch
rush of sparks flutter under my fingertips
butterflies chaos and exploding hearts-
i do like every part of you
bones and nerves and red and blue

and so how i laugh in a kiss
when you say do you like me too
Written as a response to "I like my body" by ee cummings

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