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Mar 2015
I feel like
I always talk about
Music
and all it's beauty
the things it
Creates
but never the moments
that make it all worth it
I feel like I
Never
talk about the people who share my world
and all the amazing moments
that bind us together

So . . . here I go

I may not say I care
But
I know you feel it too when
we just click
and everything falls
into place
our music breathes life
into our sulken eyes
and pulses through
our slowly bleeding veins
and I know you can feel it twining, threading
and weaving itself around our tall straight
bodies forming an invisibly tangible bond and
we know we have created magic
with our fingertips

I know I kept my distance
but I was always just a bit lonely
and now we sit with our backs pressed
against the wall and read each others
poetry silently
we don't need to say a thing
to feel at ease

We keep each other
Safe
no matter what
or who comes inbetween
I am your protector
and you are mine
we pick each other up when we fall
and never say a word
because it's ok to fall sometimes
and if I'm feeling down
you make me laugh till my sides hurt
and there's no one
I'd rather work with
and no one better to reminisce with

No matter our shared history
I will always love you
and cherish the bond we share
even now
you were my best friend once
and though I am no longer your first
I still care and
I still love to hear your stories
even if you're high
and I'll still be the first to jump to your defense
working with you will always be
one of the best things I'll ever do
I hope you'll never forget
the way we clicked
and the music came alive and found
Home in our bones

Though we all must
eventually part ways
I swear I'll never forget your face
the voice we made
and the memories etched
in the lines of my skin
and I hope you
will do the same
just in case
we ever meet
again
some day
3-14-15
Just a little something I've been thinking about. Maybe I'll write another one that goes more in depth into the relationships.
Mari
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Mari
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   Miranda Renea and Earthchild
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