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Chrissy C May 2
i want to savor this happiness--how content i feel here, with you;
shove it in a jar and drink it on a day where all i feel is darkness.
  Sep 2020 Chrissy C
E. E. Cummings
somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands
Chrissy C Sep 2019
Sing me your love song one more time
And together we will go--you and I.
Back to winter's afternoons--where cold hands found warmth in each other's gaze.
In dusty old book shops--where lips press in a nervous exchange.
Let us go then, back to two hearts racing,
Stars aligning, and moonlit promises.
Sing me your love song one last time.
You and I will fade
Into another place, another life, where indeed there will be time.
Chrissy C Mar 2019
The wind wrestles with my hair
And fills my cheeks with pink.
The thickness of the day
Surrenders to the coolness of the night.
Fleeting hues of violet and yellow
Set my heart on fire:
A promise of warmth.
The world is still,
But the fire goes out and the shadows flood in
Unveiling the deepest depths of darkness
The stars scream out:
The sun will rise again,
The sun will rise again.
Chrissy C Mar 2019
Lips of an angel,
Ethereal eyes.
Her curls entangle,
The cause of my demise.

I long to be closer,
To know her mind.
Our fingertips whisper,
And our hearts abide.

We grab the forbidden fruit,
Temptations give in.
Let us taste and devour,
For tonight we sin.
Chrissy C Mar 2019
We should get coffee unless you drink tea
I'll still order coffee--two sugars, you'll see.
If we go for coffee and you order tea,
We'll sip on our silence
It'll taste bitter but sweet.
If you order tea, is it hot or cold?
Raspberry or lemon? Am I coming off too bold?
I'll always drink coffee, I'll never get tea.
I crave the sensation and steaming caffeine.
When I order coffee and you sip your tea,
We'll talk about music, classic rock, maybe indie?
We won't sit too close, but we won't be too far.
I'll wonder if you're like me and hate going to the bar.
We should get coffee even if you drink tea,
I'll know you got raspberry because you'll kiss me.
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