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Richelle Leigh Dec 2011
it'd be a luxury to forget you
the depth of your callouses
the unevenness of your smile
the smoke on your breathe
those wooden coffee tables
carved with our dreams
in sickness and in health
we embraced it all.

it'd be a luxury to forget you
that constant burn like nicotine
that hot fire on your lips
driven by desire and passion
your strength to push me away
your eyes to draw me in
penniless and not worried
in our arms, we had it all.

it'd be a luxury to forget you
black sunglasses, fedora hats and all
your swift, careless motions
slow and tedious habits
a weakness for women
and their weakness for you
to have and to hold you
we knew, we could have it all.

it'd be a luxury to forget you
crumble those old photos
pour gas on those memories
tear that plane ticket in half
reach in and crush my heart
dagger first, scramble my brain
from this day forward
until death do us part, we'll remember it all.

it'd be a luxury to forget you,
one that i do not have.
Richelle Leigh Dec 2011
the earth shook the neighbors again today
but truly, i can't say that i felt it.
yours is the only one that still hits me.
your earthquake spirals through my veins
interrupting the day, awakening me by the night
i await the tremors with anxiety and need
disrupting intellectual thought, curving daily motion.
absence of your presence denies me
everything, yes, everything.
grasp ahold of me, my love, and shake me
shake me from the depths of this nightmare
return, return and make this right
troubled mind shrouded by memories
that which flow to my very core
this dark red heart beats for you
my courageous veins are your love's roots
weaving through flesh and blood
daring to grow more and more sturdy
your earthquake scares me, my love
for i cannot control it.
your memories will not crumble with the earth
shaking and trembling, i'll stand my ground
holy is your image, voice, and touch
hot is the molten passion, coursing through my young heart
rupturing from the only place that i know
your earthquake, my love, determines so much
faulty is the mind and brave is the heart
crazed intuition lurking from daily interruptions
my love, continue to shake my world
for i know you are still there
my love, continue to shake my world
for i know nothing else
if a day pass where i cannot feel that vividness
all will be forgotten. all will be dead.
my love, i beg of you---
send me that earthquake today.
Richelle Leigh Dec 2011
i dreamt of finding a simplistic revival
you found the necessity for that crash cart
grasping for life as only i know how
kindling your words until the very end

patience is a virtue
but it doesn't mean much

fumbling with child-like thoughts
regression to a lesser time
quick to throw out her diamonds
if only he were a diamond thief

tears are an instinctual masterpiece
beheld only by the inner van gogh

the diamonds, falling from her face
shimmer and gleam with imperfection
those eye diamonds are tricky
cannon balling the good and the bad

circumstances are dreary
no matter the cards
Richelle Leigh Dec 2011
bare essentials of a steady heart
apples, tea, grunts, and dreams
constantly stirred with more sugar

bare essentials of a needy heart
left, forgotten, scared, and moldy
lacking all of the principle ingredients

bare essentials of a ripe, red heart
love, caring, kindness, and coffee
a touch of luck, a sprinkle of destiny
Richelle Leigh Dec 2011
rare moments, hit by the unseen train
your lights, so oddly hypnotizing
beautiful, in a forbidden way
a quick and silent overview
you achieve a score of ten and adoration
beat, beat beat, beat, beat beat---
my red heart is quickly confused
forbidden i say, forbidden
much higher than all the rest
awkward love of a confused heart
awkward love of a forbidden sun
awkward love of a child.
Richelle Leigh Dec 2011
you crumbled so young, only just a man
so ripe and fruitful, for the years to come
it must have sought you out, i know it did
i will never understand death--should i?

bittersweet, some people will always say
i don't see the sweet, that taste isn't left
the world's left bitter, sour, and black
one of the finest minds taken down

the sand ran out in your hourglass
or maybe that old man pushed it down
crashing threw the cloudy heavens
taking our earth angels one by one
Richelle Leigh Dec 2011
i have a sun
and i have a moon
i'd die for each of these
my moon shines bright
but my sun always shines brighter

my sun, you give me life
power, strength, and stability
i can count on you
even in the darkest times
my sun, i know you'll be there

my moon, you deceive me
you grow and diminish each day
i'm tricked by your appearance
never the same
my moon, when will you be full?

but when the seasons change
where will you both be?

i'll need a guiding light
by day and by night

my sun, will you continue to shine?
my moon, will you ever be as bright?
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