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We cover the bed With our bodies so naturally In this space & time, I'm not ready For the last night together She's going to fly away And my love won't inflame The golden glow in her name A bleak haze over the horizon I'm cold in the bed, tremulous My eyes dart out to grasp A non-existing future in the dark Even the moon is laughing She's lying perfectly still In the crumpled blanket My pearl in the oyster Protected and at peace She knows the perils of closeness When living far apart She knows how fate twists and turns The moon and the sea My mind is ruthlessly- Dangerously on the verge Of breaking down itself And blowing apart all the pieces I struggle to lie quietly I don't want her to wake up But I can't control the painful spasms A fish endures when water runs out Suddenly with the calm of a river She covers my eyes With her palm stretched out She's putting me back to sleep I feel her pulse soft and warm Through her long delicate fingers Lightly touching my eyes where Dreams and nightmares begin to weep This life I call mine A castle she built with her cards When I had thrown away mine Without any hope of luck With a soft lullaby She's comforting my soul Which will not remain whole For so long anymore She must go chase her dreams And I don't want to stop her All I want to do now Is to die.
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Mar 30, 2018
Mar 30, 2018 at 8:50 AM UTC
for the last night together
We cover the bed With our bodies so naturally In this space & time, I'm not ready For the last night together She's going to fly away And my love won't inflame The golden glow in her name A bleak haze over the horizon I'm cold in the bed, tremulous My eyes dart out to grasp A non-existing future in the dark Even the moon is laughing She's lying perfectly still In the crumpled blanket My pearl in the oyster Protected and at peace She knows the perils of closeness When living far apart She knows how fate twists and turns The moon and the sea My mind is ruthlessly- Dangerously on the verge Of breaking down itself And blowing apart all the pieces I struggle to lie quietly I don't want her to wake up But I can't control the painful spasms A fish endures when water runs out Suddenly with the calm of a river She covers my eyes With her palm stretched out She's putting me back to sleep I feel her pulse soft and warm Through her long delicate fingers Lightly touching my eyes where Dreams and nightmares begin to weep This life I call mine A castle she built with her cards When I had thrown away mine Without any hope of luck With a soft lullaby She's comforting my soul Which will not remain whole For so long anymore She must go chase her dreams And I don't want to stop her All I want to do now Is to die.
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Mar 30, 2018
Mar 30, 2018 at 8:50 AM UTC
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