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 Sep 2013 nate mattson
Caroline K
A small flicker in the dark.
Follow it,
it leads to my heart.

The ruins of these walls
that used to stand
so mighty and strong,
are now gray dust  clouds
at your ankles.

The gold chain of my spirit,
is for you to bear,
to accent your diamond smile.
For we look good together.

It spews
golden sun showers
that follow you around,
like the sweet remembrance
of summer memories.

Single handed you have shown me,
that with honest words and
a gentle soul
you are the one, whom
can completely view the
dark side of my
true hearts moon.
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 Sep 2013 nate mattson
Caroline K
One a.m the moonshine air is as warm and comforting,
as the shirt that holds your essence.
She wanders through the fingers of the anonymous city.
Arms wide open in her twilight embrace,
engulfed by her welcoming whispers to home.

The lights are so new the cities voices so loud,
your world is silent. I can't sleep alone,
for the haunting thought of your hands
being filled is always present.

Surrounded by a foreign sea with rocks
and shoals of question marks and pauses.
I can't float much longer. I plead for you
to pull me from these tides. But then
I would be hoping for the hopeless.

As I cross the railroad tracks, I hold my breath.
I don't want anymore bad days, that cause
these rusty wounds etched down my cheeks.

Helplessly gazing into the eyes of the the stars for clarity.
Content in silence, I should just float,
with no strings left for me to pull
as these city lights guide me home.
 Aug 2013 nate mattson
Caroline K
Blue mountains secure my skin.
Veins stretched with dismal flowers
sprouting, covering this internal land.
Anchored toes to the horizon waves,
which are now these sculpted silhouette peaks.
Blind in the darkness,
with nothing but your hand to guide mine
back home; to the ocean of your eyes.
Late night stars with us underneath, lay me to sleep.
Early morning warmth; from your body against mine.
My head nuzzled next to your kind skin,
arms wrapped around your back.
I fit perfectly on your left side,
you could be the missing piece,
as I listen to your soothing heartbeat.
Because of you,
Waking up with a smile is more addicting
then Starbucks coffee on my lips.
The sky is vacant with diamonds when I look up.
Shooting stars have fallen to the ground,
illuminating across the city skyline.
No longer underneath the same veil of moonlight.
Shivers infest my spine,
I want to surrender to your warmth and wake up with a smile.
 Aug 2013 nate mattson
Caroline K
With contour lines of touch,
starting at your shoulder,
down your arm,
overlapping to your stomach.
Slide my fingers across your back,
down your straight shot spine,
you shiver,
kiss my neck,
pull me closer,
breath is heavy,
nails across my back,
mark my skin with your presence.
Lets measure each other depths
in foreign waters,
of these sheets.
I want to see the color of your soul,
everytime you smile.
Up your shoulder blade,
to the back of your head,
trace your defined jaw
ending on your lips.
Eyes meet,
they're cloudy you say?
I think the rain is lifting.
 Jul 2013 nate mattson
Caroline K
Let's play a game,
with these red and white bicycle cards.
With our hands intertwined,
let's create the frame for a home,
of hearts and good intentions.
All the faces where on the inside,
eyes open with nothing to hide.
Let's create this house for our paper bodies,
filled with our paper love,
created from the one look spark,
our glass hearts couldn't contain the heat, so
love destroyed us.
Pick through the ashes
only bones, a skeleton of what we were,
gray powder on the ground that covers the roses.
Nothing left but the look of death in her eyes.
They said she changed after that.
They said she stares at herself in the mirrors of glass.
They say it's because she doesn't just see herself.
He's the the dark blue lines that bleed into her pupils,
he's in her veins.
Deep blue water that flowed free is now frozen,
but when she is alone with the mirrors
she isn't cold anymore.
your fingertips danced across my skin
like children in the snow
you caressed my aching soul
and slowed my rapid heartbeat
the light in your eyes
twirled about as our lips pressed together
your tongue sought solace
inside my mouth
and my teeth grazed your bottom lip
as payment for your loves newfound home

your fingertips stayed firmly inside
our locked hands
you traced my smile with your lips
and promised to write me love letters
describing how your heart soared
when i entered the room
i laughed and you raced
to remember the lines that formed
in the corners of my eyes
when my smile lit up

your fingertips stayed hidden in your pockets
as we walked together
down our favorite path underneath the moonlight
i thought it was quite romantic tonight
and felt love coursing through my veins
as i looked at you
but you kept your head down
and the only time you looked up
was not to look at me
but to look at the brilliance of the moon

your fingertips were holding her hand now
and your teeth grazing her bottom lip
as i had once done to you
you wrote her songs of love
and she wrote you poems
describing the brilliance of your eyes
my soul shrank at the sight of the two of you
my heart was a living flame
that eventually died out to ashes
at the the fact that i would never hold your fingertips in mine again
 Jul 2013 nate mattson
Caroline K
our love could be a different kind of beautiful.
one where we don't raise our voices to hear each other.
one where we only want the best for each other.
one where that can make it past a sea of land dividing our hands.
one where we buy a house on the west side,
so we can watch the sun slip into the arms of the sea each night.
one where we miss out on.
one where I never forget you,
and you never forget me.
our love could be the one that is forever.
maybe our forever isn't together, maybe our forever is as friends.
and maybe I was foolish to say goodbye
and maybe it was wise to end it last night.
time time time will only tell, or maybe the silence will be times answer.
 Jul 2013 nate mattson
Caroline K
Feeling anonymous in their eyes
Searching their face for familiar traces,
Incognito to their judgment,
As you pass on the sidewalk.
Foreign to street names and
Where they lead to,
Free to get lost in the abyss.
The night lights substitute for a compass,
As we walk hand and hand.
All contained under the cosmic splattered tar.
The anonymous urban life,
We belong,
Falling into each others heart beats,
And the hum of the traffic beneath our heads
As we float into a dreamland.
 Jul 2013 nate mattson
Caroline K
3 am,
Lost the remembrance of
how to sleep
and the taste of
the once blissful dreams that
occur after your head has hit the sheets.
How to fall asleep?
When the night time fire of
all the bad things keep
the lids of your eyes from falling involuntary.
Not even the puddle
that your eyes now soak in
can save you from the heat.
What works to lay infants to sleep
should allow you some peace,
But quick breath and dark things
seem to never flee.
How to fall asleep?
When knowing despite breathing z's
they are only a short pause from
all the destruction that will be at your feet
when you reluctantly awake.
Eternal sleep seems to the be
only way to escape dreary reality.
How to fall asleep?
 Jun 2013 nate mattson
Caroline K
Mother moon are you tired from looking down upon us?
Tired of kissing the same stars to your left and right.
Glowing just as pale white as the moon and
the milk that the kittens drink.
I want a new view.
A new room full of people I don't know,
new puzzles to figure out and
new fitting pieces to find.
I'm still searching.
Understand why the moon could go missing
from the night sky, for
everyone needs to see things in new ways,
I want to search the whole sky before I stay.
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