I still taste

The wax of your ChapStick

I still smell

The fresh shampoo

I still feel

Your hands on my hips

Pulling me tighter

As we join lips

Accompanied by

The smell of grass

And you.



Serenades by

The sound of sierens

and your breathing.



The warmth of your skin

touching mine.



Our lips joined

By a string of calm.


Our sighs

Could cause riots.



Unforgettable
"I love you"s

Don't bother me

Anymore.



Eyes closed,

Shivers shared between us,

There is no voice...



...except the occasional giggle.

"Love" is the tide.

We are simply parts of

The shore.

Our hearts are grains of

Sand, collected and becoming

A shared entity.

“Love” is the tide.

We lie around waiting,

Waiting,

Waiting

For the waves to take us

Over.

Waiting

For the salt to kiss our lips,

But the taste lingers a

Lifetime.

When the tide gets high,

That’s when we lose ourselves.

We drown in the salt and

Sea plants. The weeds

Wrap around our lungs

And take our oxygen.

The ocean conjures up

A storm of

Stinging eyes and

Dry-heaving.

“Love” is the tide.

We long for it to sweep

Over us—

To consume us. Waiting,

Waiting,

Waiting

For the breeze to push it our way.



But humans don’t

Have gills.

We can’t breathe beneath

Masses of H20.



So we drown within

It. Blanketed in the waves.





A.R.

Pressing my skin tightly,

Wrapping cold, short fingers around my edges,

My middle,

Wondering,

Waiting,

Images echoing out of my lips and

Into my ears.



“Stop doing this to yourself”,

“I can’t,

I don’t know how”.



Glass

After glass

Of water and tea,

Hopes as thin as the substances

I religiously put inside me.



Trust wearing down,

I’m stuck between two alternates,

One better than the other,



I know what my choice would be.

I gave up that choice

When I let myself go.


Started off lucky,

Never thought I’d face something like this,

At least not at 18.



I’m clutching my sides,

Staring at the space between them,

Trying to make a decision.


The decision is no longer mine,

I’m stuck until the judgment is

Finally placed.





God, help me.