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I live in a past
you are doomed to repeat.
Are you sure about that?
Nothing is concrete

I swallow your present.
You are stuck in my orbit.
Your idea of free will?
That theory is forfeit.

I echo in your future,
a taunting voice on the wind.
Do you struggle to break free?
Just rejoice in my sin.

Those that live in the past
are doomed to repeat it.
Doesn't that depend on the past?
Could be doomed, could be blessed.
You cannot escape me.
I cannot escape you.
Do we want to?
3d · 152
Glue Me Together
Hypnotise
My mind
I can't get a moments peace

Claim
My body
And you'll have me in time

Own
My soul
But every piece is broken
3d · 99
Two Way Mirror
Did I not say
I am a mirror?
You can see,
but can you hear her,
crying out in pain?
She waits for you to look in vain.

You see yourself
reflected back,
but can you not
see past the black?
Behind that silvery veneer,
she waits for you to see her clear.

She reads and writes
and hopes you've listened.
She waits and waits,
a heart imprisoned.
Please peek behind what you can see;
she's begging you to set her free.

Looking close, a face takes shape
Beholden of a reverent dreamscape.
You see all that you desire;
she mirrors it in sweetest fire.
I know that you know that I know what you feel is what I feel, don't you know?
3d · 796
We Live
We exist
In the spaces between the lines
In the pages of a story
That we write at different times

We live
In the subtle phrases
In the corners of a poem
That we read in early morning

We love
In between the moments
In a way we can't quite say
That we know is far too dangerous
4d · 66
Reveries
When we say goodnight,
Sweet dreams,
Sleep tight,
Do you fall asleep?
Or, like me,
Do you lay in quiet reverie?
The night belongs to you
5d · 116
Sinful
Sometimes I let darker thoughts
Come out to play.
Taboo little ideas,
Delicious in their sin,
Lick at me in lust
And sometimes I give in
Add a bit of ✨️ spice ✨️
6d · 64
Cosmic
An inexplicable pull
Of words
Of thoughts
Of actions
towards you. Always.

Overwhelming to me.
Cosmically reaching through time,
Fate pulls you near.
I cannot fight it
I cannot fight
I cannot
Do I even want to?
7d · 549
Just Breathe
"Just breathe" you tell me
And yet you leave me breathless
Riddle me that, boy.
7d · 60
A Mirror
I will be your mirror.
I see through you.
Please see what I see too

Your face, your eyes, your mouth,
You know.
I will show you what's below

I have seen
Your heart, your soul, your might.
I know that you are purely light

You can see,
And yet you seem blind,
To all these things I so easily find.

My eyes, a mirror.
Look into me,
And I promise I will set you free
Do you see what I see?
No?
Keep looking.
May 27 · 58
Think Of Me
When do you think of me?
Is it in the morning,
When thoughts of us
Keep you in bed a little longer

When do you think of me?
Is it at work
When you're busy
But your mind drifts

When do you think of me?
Is it at night,
When you let darker desires
Consume you entirely

When you think of me,
Does it consume you like fire
Like it does for me
When I think of you.
May 27 · 501
Another Life
I often think about
What we could be
In another life

Wrong time, wrong place
But what if it wasn't?
In another life

Freedom to act
On the feelings
In another life

I would explore you
And you, I
In another life

And yet we are in this life
A spark left sizzling
Refusing to die
In this life
May 27 · 32
Kill Me Slowly
**** me slowly
Sweetly
I want to feel every blade
Pierce my dying heart
Every look
Every smile
Every laugh
All tiny knives burrowing into
My flesh
My soul
Myself
So **** me slowly because
I've never felt so alive
Jun 2021 · 259
Not Gone
Nyssa Jacobsen Jun 2021
I am the air that
Plays in and tangles your hair
I am there
Jun 2021 · 200
Never Far Away
Nyssa Jacobsen Jun 2021
A beacon in the dark
Soft pinpricks of light
Do not be afraid;
I will guide you through the night

A sweet and silent dance
Gentle voices in the trees
You are not alone;
I am in the breeze

A wish upon the air
New life every year
Do not mourn for me;
I am always near

Although I may be gone
I am never far away
You can find me anywhere you look
And that is where I'll stay
Jun 2020 · 253
Breathless Moments
Nyssa Jacobsen Jun 2020
My eyes dance
then they swim,
as I catch a glance
of all of him.

His eyes pierce
then they linger.
His gaze is fierce;
he ***** a finger.

He beckons me
then he waits.
Wish I could see
what he finds so great.

I move closer
then linger near
in need of closure,
you whisper

"Come here..."
Nov 2018 · 246
Now We're Here
Nyssa Jacobsen Nov 2018
We started out as lust,
and quickly grew from there.

Now everything is different.
What we have is rare.

My fingers lingered a little longer
on the soft lines of your face.

Your kisses went a little deeper;
it was no longer a race.

Your embrace feels a little stronger.
None of this was planned.

My heart beats a little louder
the closer to me you stand.

It hasn’t been very long,
yet I know this is true:
without you, it feels wrong,
and I’m in love with you.
Oct 2018 · 289
You got me all tore up
Nyssa Jacobsen Oct 2018
Sometimes you look at me
And bite your lip
You grab my leg
And tighten your grip

You tell me I'm beautiful
You say I make you happy
It feels me with warmth
To know how you feel about me

But...

Sometimes you won't look at me
You turn me away
I don't understand
Why you don't want me to stay

You tell me to ****** off
You say you don't want
Anyone to know about us
It's almost a taunt.

I don't understand
How you go from
Enamoured and captivated
To distant and uninterested

I would like nothing more
Than to heal your heart
From the pain within
And offer you a fresh start

Why can't it be you and I?
Who cares who knows
Because, even though I've tried
I can't let you go
Aug 2018 · 274
Captivated and Entranced
Nyssa Jacobsen Aug 2018
The air was hazy
from the smoke machine on the balcony.

My heart was pounding
but it wasn't from the music.
It was your fingertips,
grabbing hungrily at my hips.
I was too weak to speak.
You couldn't hear me anyway

I could feel you,
your body pressed against mine.
We moved in time, but not with the music,
to the rhythm of our hearts.
It was a start.
My hands moved up your chest and your intake of breath
left me breathless, and I realized I was digging in claws
but I was desperate to be closer to you.

My fingertips brushed your cheeks on the way to your neck,
I needed to pull you closer somehow.
What we had wasn't enough
but your smile made me feel like I was.
Like I was the only person in the room,
crowded full of people,
that you saw.

I pulled myself away, and pressed my back to you
I wanted you to explore, I wanted it even more.
But it was what I could hear that made it clear you were hungry
A sharp bite on my ear pulled me from my trance
then plunged me deeper
I was eager to keep you here, so I tilted my head, awaiting your breath on my neck

“Behave” you growled.
I felt like pushing it, pushing you, to see how far you would go.
You didn't let go. Neither did I.
We didn't care.
All I wanted in that moment was you.

I still do.
Sep 2017 · 495
Poseidon's Steeds
Nyssa Jacobsen Sep 2017
Poseidon's steeds rise from the ocean
silhouetted against the twinkling lights of an English village

They kick out at the sea,
making their presence heard.
Like the rumbling of a million bees,
it's hard to see,
but when you do they are magnificent.
Pawing the ocean,
stirring the current,
they rise above the rocks.
I look at the clock.
The horses are bringing in the tide
I might get stuck between the beach
and the thundering of hooves,
but I don't move.
I am still
while the ocean is in turmoil.
I toil.
Shall I retreat?
Shall I wait in defeat?
The horses call my name
offering a ride
to where?
I couldn't say but I kind of want to try.
I walk closer to the edge;
thank god it's not a ledge
or I'd never jump.

An arm wraps around me,
pulling me away.
But I feel the ocean, it wants me back.
His warmth wraps around me
and it puts me back on track.
I forgot I was cold.
I didn't mean to be so bold,
as to walk into his kingdom
and see the great unknown.

I'm resigned to this life,
walking among mortals.
After all it's not so bad,
when you have someone
that keeps you sane when you feel sad.
Aug 2017 · 423
Dark Matters
Nyssa Jacobsen Aug 2017
My mind wanders to dark matters.
The mountains against a fading blue sky have a silky silhouette.
The last light of day staining the clouds orange and pink as a last resort.
The twinkle of a small welsh village nestled in a darkened valley, the lights like stars that have fallen and were trapped, forever to suffer humanity.
It is in this peaceful darkness that my mind wanders.
To dark matters.
To a man with skin so sunkissed, I dare say they are lovers.
To a life that is wild and unrestrained.
To a different life.
May 2017 · 345
The Cold
Nyssa Jacobsen May 2017
The cold creeps into my fingers;
it lingers and I shiver.

The ice pushes into my core;
I adore the sensation.

I can't feel my face,
or my toes, or my hands.
I don't understand why...

...my skin prickles,
the cold tickles,
as it moves in ripples.

It feels good.
This feeling.
I feel alive,
I can thrive.

The cold seems just that,
but it's old and familiar.
Like a friend
here to mend
the heat of pretend.
I have always been cold, and the cold is my friend.
Mar 2017 · 395
A Thousand
Nyssa Jacobsen Mar 2017
A thousand words I've written.
None of them seem right.

A thousand feelings bottled inside.
None of them are ok.

A thousand ways I've thought of you.
None of them I can act on.

A thousand things I want to say to you.
None of them leave my lips.

A thousand times I've told myself no.
None of those times I've ever stopped.
Nyssa Jacobsen Jul 2016
It's been so long.
My vase has been empty
for fear of selfish gardening.
I had almost given up completely.

My favourite flower was always an orchid.
I thought I had found it long ago,
but it seems my orchid is a rarer breed;
it takes much more care to sow.

I happened across it on a lively night
in a garden full of flowers.
My lily had just turned to poison;
it's amazing what lust devours.

My orchid had seen many vases,
some much nicer than mine
and yet it chose to flower then
and look entrancingly divine.

For a couple years I watered it
from far away, safe from my touch of war
I was afraid that I would squander it,
like I had so many times before.

But the orchid was just like me,
adventurous and curious.
Though we couldn't be together
we let each other be flirtatious.

And silently we grew together,
and my orchid came to me,
and my whole world came together
even if only very briefly.

Now I sit here writing this,
looking at my orchid, in my vase, on my window sill,
and I look back at myself and realize;
I'm HIS flower, in HIS vase, on HIS window sill.
Jul 2016 · 370
Midnight Hour
Nyssa Jacobsen Jul 2016
My eyes shot open
My heart pounded
My hands shook
I was wounded.

Dizzying images still filled my head;
blood, terror, desperation.
I sat up straight,
drowning in perspiration.

Soft movements broke my stupor,
as I felt you sidle near.
You pulled me into you
"baby you have nothing to fear"

I still shook and trembled,
but you squeezed me tight.
You held my head against your chest
and whispered, "everything's alright"

I instantly believed it.
I let the terror drain away.
I let you stroke my hair and whisper,
"don't worry I'm here, I'll stay"

My eyes grew heavy yet again.
"I love you honey" I whispered
before I began to snore.
He kissed my forehead softly,
*"I think I love you more"
Jun 2016 · 707
Summer's Dusk
Nyssa Jacobsen Jun 2016
The summer sun falls behind
a horizon of fire.
The last light of day
turns the sky into an ocean,
*and I let myself drown.
Nyssa Jacobsen Apr 2016
I was just telling a friend about the wonders
of where I used to live.

The snow, the beaches, the bears, the places.

And it all came flooding back;
a huge tidal wave of longing hit me

I feel like my heart is caged here.
There are people all around.
Trees only dot the street corners.
Civilization everywhere you look.

This is not my natural habitat.
This is not where I belong.
I need to escape into and endless landscape
of nature and wilderness.

I need to go back to my home and native land,
the True North Strong and Free
Dec 2015 · 585
D&D Poem 1
Nyssa Jacobsen Dec 2015
When the last blood is spilled,
when the last champion falls,
when the last hero dies,
that is when Death calls.

This fight is not over,
our war will be won.
Our will is unmatched
until the last bard has sung.

Oberon has summoned us.
Our quest is absolute,
our destiny is decided,
and our fate, we cannot dispute.

Follow me Brothers, Sisters,
walk with me into the fire.
Our choices are to fail,
or see our enemies on a pyre.
Dec 2015 · 419
Waiting At The Station
Nyssa Jacobsen Dec 2015
I know that time is passing
as it always has.
A never stopping train
on a never ending track.

So why does it stand still
as I wait for you?
A hushed and whispered click
followed by a lazy sounding clack.
Oct 2015 · 457
The Power of Change
Nyssa Jacobsen Oct 2015
The power to be someone else,
to live a different life,
make different choices.
Oh what a power that would be.

What if I told you,
that you could?

You could choose to be
a scientist
a doctor
an activist
a lawyer
a volunteer
anything that you wanted.

What if I told you,
you could learn from your mistakes,
make new choices,
and new mistakes?

What if I told you,
it is as simple as

Change. Determination. Choice.
Sep 2015 · 463
Party Trick
Nyssa Jacobsen Sep 2015
I've just been broken into two -
The piece that stayed with me
and the piece that went with you.
Sep 2015 · 371
Dear Darling,
Nyssa Jacobsen Sep 2015
I know you know
what I mean.

You read the words my heart wrote
You pass them off - a simple quote

But I know you know
what I mean.

You bring them up for me to see
You joke with me - a silent plea

Dear, I know you know
what I mean.

You can't face your own heart up front
but you can read mine when it's so blunt

Yes I know you know
what I mean.

You can keep it inside if you want to
You can act like you haven't got a clue

Honey,
You know I know you know
what I mean though.
Aug 2015 · 333
What to...
Nyssa Jacobsen Aug 2015
What to feel
                     when you feel too much
when you can't make sense
                                               when you need a crutch

What to see
                   when you see nothing
when you want a light
                                       but you can't see anything

What to hear
                      when you hear everything
but you feel alone
                               when you hear yelling

What to want
                       when you want it all
when you need someone
                                           but you haven't the gall
Jun 2015 · 680
Maybe Someday.
Nyssa Jacobsen Jun 2015
It was the right thing to do
but, Oh God does it hurt.
I'll never find someone
quite like you.

I'm sorry for everything
I've put you through.
You think I'm right for you.
Trust me, I'm not.

I wish and I hope
with every fiber of my being
that you find your true soulmate.
It isn't me.

Keep searching,
keep looking,
you'll find the right one,
and maybe so will I.

Maybe someday
May 2015 · 626
Stronger than Distance
Nyssa Jacobsen May 2015
Distance makes the heart grow fonder
And
Time makes our will grow stronger
But
Life makes our meeting harder
When
Oceans make it so much farther.

Will our love forever smoulder
Or
Will you let us grow colder?
Apr 2015 · 482
Waiting for a Boat
Nyssa Jacobsen Apr 2015
Mundane steps,
common thoughts, (so unoriginal),
like stripes on a zebra.
They haunt me.

Didn't I say the sun was setting?
Sunshine pours through me,
filling me with hope.
Guess I was wrong.

Now I glow.
And I grow.
And I wait.

One day that sun will blast
the shadow that walks past my window
into something real.

My steps will no longer be mundane,
or just mine.

Fresh footprints in the sand -
mine, yours, and a little pair in between.

But it's hard to make footprints on a boat, chasing the sun around the world.
Apr 2015 · 312
We Only Have a Lifetime
Nyssa Jacobsen Apr 2015
When I think about you,
it's hard to pull words from my mind
that could ever let you know how I feel.
You just make things real.

Our plans are mad!
I'm so far away from you.
When you talk about it though,
well, it could all come true.

Please, for my sanity
quest across the water
and find your way to me.

I would wait a thousand years,
but I cannot waste a lifetime.
Jan 2015 · 468
Someone's Reason
Nyssa Jacobsen Jan 2015
The dark of the unknown tickles your thoughts.
It serenades your memories,
it schemes and it plots.

The world as you know it
is not what you thought it to be,
everything is wrong,
you just want to be free.
To end it all now?

Oh, woe is me....

And everyone around you,
should you choose to entertain,
the dark thoughts that have gathered
and wish to remain.

Yes, the world is complicated,
not quite how you pictured it,
but what you must know
is that as long as you walk amongst the living
this world ... it grows.

Cast aside the inner darkness
and choose to command,
for life isn't there for the taking-
it is what you demand.

You can choose change,
you can choose freedom.
Please, just remember,
you are someone's smile -
you are someone's reason.
You have the power to make someone's day from a thousand miles away :)
Nov 2014 · 779
Did You Know?
Nyssa Jacobsen Nov 2014
I hear you twittering away in the background.
You sing to yourself a lot, did you know?

                                                  I see you tapping on your leg
                                                  I love the way you sound, did you know?

I smell the scent of old wood and music on your collar.
You carry it around with you, did you know?

                                                I feel you holding my heart in every word.
                                                You keep it alive, did you know?

I taste sweet love on your lips.
It is pure and intoxicating, did you know?

                                   Did you know that every little thing
                                      you do drives me a little crazier?


                                    Crazy in a good way, did you know?
Sep 2014 · 579
This Love is an Art
Nyssa Jacobsen Sep 2014
The twang of guitar strings
fights through my headphones
eager for attention.

The look of dire determination
outlined with concentration
and subtle admiration,
paints your face
in a handsome light.

You pen a word -
then a sentence.
Your words are laced with
adoration
in anticipation of a grandeur scheme.

Your shy glances
bounce off me when I look at you,
keen to remain unseen.
But I see you.

Words come to life
as they slip like silk
from your lips
and tickle my skin
like icy fingertips.

This love is an art.
I'll write
You sing
Sep 2014 · 362
Time is a Tragedy
Nyssa Jacobsen Sep 2014
Time is a tragedy.
Tragic that we measure it
in years and months
and not moments.

Tragically ironic that a moment
lasts only mere minutes
and then fades to memory.

Tragic that these memories
fade from our minds
and into 'once-were's' and 'what-if's'.

If time were measured in moments
and not seconds to ****,
don't you think living
would mean something?

Anything could change -
Could happen

In a moment.
Aug 2014 · 425
Don't Leave
Nyssa Jacobsen Aug 2014
It feels so right.
I feel like I belong.
It's no longer fight or flight.

You hold me in your arms
and the dark shadows creep back.
Now even the cold feels warm.

But when you're gone...

My mind wanders
My heart aches
My soul shudders
and my will flakes

Until the warmth of your embrace
melts the ice that forever
threatens my being
Aug 2014 · 400
Ashes on the Ground
Nyssa Jacobsen Aug 2014
You.
I tried to shake the feelings.
It was easy enough after you burned them.

They were nothing but ash on the ground, and so I left them
to blow away in the wind.

There was no wind
Not even a drop of rain.
I still ignored that sad pile of dust;
tried not to step in it as I walked around my life.

Fate is planning
Scheming
Calculating
Drawing up plans
for us.

One day that pile of ash
will explode into something
we are not expecting.

Are you ready to embrace
a Phoenix?
Aug 2014 · 358
Love and War
Nyssa Jacobsen Aug 2014
I fight this war on my own

I hate that I love you

All is fair?
How I wish it were true.
May 2014 · 941
The Sun has Set on Me
Nyssa Jacobsen May 2014
The silence across the ocean stirred
my worry
was silently creeping up on me

Idle thoughts grew and peaked
my interest
caused me to speak to you

My sun that sets a world away
grew cold
or so it seemed to me

You shine upon another
and who am I to judge?
The little pangs of jealousy
still hurt
they still sting my eyes.

I don't know if you'll be back someday
to shine on me once more.
If you do I hope you're closer
so we can shine together
and I don't have to feel the sting
of losing you anymore.
Some old thoughts that needed to come out
Mar 2014 · 808
We're All Over the Floor
Nyssa Jacobsen Mar 2014
We created a beautiful work of art.

It shined and glimmered,
glittered and sparkled.
It was magnificent.

It sat on a pedestal,
waiting for the day we hung it up,
safe from  the clumsy hands of others,
out of the way of danger and destruction.

And then I bumped it.
It was all accidental, I didn't know,
just what I'd done.

It wasn't even in slow motion.
There wasn't that moment of hope,
when you think that you can catch it.
It just smashed.

Pieces were everywhere.
Tiny glass pieces littered the floor.
I wept and you angered.
You never forgave me.

I tried to pick the pieces up.
They cut my fingers,
no longer the picture of beauty,
but of harsh reality.

I put our piece of art back together,
as best I could.
What did you do?
You threw it back to the ground.
Again I worked to fix it.

Over and over, I presented you with
what I thought we were, what we could be still.
Over and over, you threw it to the floor.
I kept telling myself that the cuts and the pain
would be worth it. Don't give up.

I've learned that, no matter how hard I try,
I can't fix it.
Not on my own.
I need your help. Won't you help me?
Don't you remember what we were?
Do you remember that beautiful
shining
glimmering
faceted piece of art that we made?

No?
Well, I'll keep trying.
Let me know when you want to
lend me a pair of gloves or,
even help me pick up some pieces.
Jan 2014 · 609
It's up to You
Nyssa Jacobsen Jan 2014
God I feel empty.
There is something missing
and it's you.

A hundred men could knock on my door
and I would not open it
because they're not you.

I've never felt this way before
I've never felt so touched
by anyone but you.

I would spend my life with you
I would bring life into this world with you
I would be forever by your side
It's up to you.
Dec 2013 · 727
Us Scares Me
Nyssa Jacobsen Dec 2013
I fear what you feel for me
is not as strong as what I feel for you.
That scares me.
This scares me.
You scare me too.

I don't want to be hurt
so I need to know,
can I invest my heart in you,
or am I about to suffer a blow?
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