a poem for your wednesday
I was wondering
If you thought the clock ticking by
Made what we have more precious

I asked if you looked at the back of the note
I left on your longboard
Because I wrote it in a haze
After lifting my spirit up and out of the ground
I know you'd never seen my cry like that
I know deep down you think it's
So pretty so **** when the wetness
Fills my eyes and thighs.

Never meant to fall into the lake
The very lake I claimed was empty
The water had been taken away
Over seconds and moments
You've refilled both of our cups.

There is a comfort and deep pleasure with you
And I know you think and want to find it
No where else
But everywhere else
In time neon lights and an echoing prism
Simultaneously trapped and lifted us up.

I value everything about you
A smoldering respect but a fear of loss
Drips down my legs
If I could have you all to myself
I'd both open the door and turn the other way.

Ropes and whistles warn the sight of
Two women wanting your attention
I am pulled into a tug of war
We both say you never know, we don't know
As the word perfection or sweet nothings fill your spit
That I cover you in to make you feel good
And never forget.

I'm cocky and vulnerable
Temperamental and radiant
Easy to love and make fun of.

I cried this morning to my best friend
As we spoke about you
Because I can disappear into the thought
Of saying goodbye to you
Leaving this place
And the thing we took so much time to build.

I told you that first morning
That I couldn't wait to watch you grow
Little pretty bohemian words have etched into
Your long lean spine
I'm sure you look so cute in my shirt
As a tinge of pain asks me to not think on you taking
It off for anyone but me
As fair weather waters remind me that you have chosen
To keep your feelings of pain and jealousy away
But my dear, I just don't believe you
Not with the way that you can't stop turning to me
With your body, your mind, your eyes, your soul
After all that time of fighting it.

I  haven't sent you my thoughts or words in a moment
Every scene we develop, our hearts grow stronger
And that's what makes it all worth it baby
That's what makes the sting of sharing you
Okay for me for now.

You can see so much growth
In the garden of prisms
I love it best when you choose me
And I mean every lick of that
As a meaningful flirtation.

See you Friday.

xo