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Aug 2016
You
You
       beauty. Achingly perfect in a way I can't control
So perfect, you make me vulnerable.

Vulnerable to
              a vortex of emotions made so completely for me
      that I can't helped but be pulled into you.
So dense are you, that I am weighted to this ground
       in a way that is perfectly designed to expire.
                            I so admire
                                            this magic that you have,
Where I say words to you
                                       that I haven't ever said to myself.

Trembling from my mouth
I see the colours growing true
A vivid sense of clarity, reality
All because of you.

And we are so young. And beautiful.
                  And for a short time we were free together.
                                In our room,
                                         With your flag and my heart,
                                                    We had everything.

I miss you.
Sometimes, I miss you so much that the world around me cracks,
             Which is to say, that everything shatters into a million shards of pain,
                           Which is to say,
                                        my heart breaks.

Now,
In a world without your bottles or i love yous,
       Your steadying hand, or your legs on the balcony at night,
                oh charlie girl
                            It's hard to remember what it was like to have you at all.
I miss you every day that passes by with only your face to keep me company.
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   Doug Potter
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