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 Jun 2015 stéphane noir
Mosaic
I would have been burned at the stake
Had I been born then
So God didn't send me there
 Jun 2015 stéphane noir
mk
I LOVE YOU MORE THAN THE STARS IN THE SKY
I LOVE YOU MORE THAN THE RAIN IN THE SUMMER
MORE THAN THE SUNLIGHT WHICH TRICKLES THROUGH MY CURTAINS IN MID-WINTER
I LOVE YOU MORE THAN THE FLOWERS WHICH GROW WILD
AND MORE THAN THE YELLOW BUTTERFLY I ONCE CAUGHT BUT THEN LET GO BECAUSE IT WAS TOO BEAUTIFUL TO HOLD CAPTIVE AND I WANTED TO SHARE THAT BEAUTY WITH THE WORLD
I LOVE YOU MORE THAN THE RIVER I ONCE JUMPED IN AND THE CLEAR WATER THAT SPLASHED ON MY FACE AND MADE ME FEEL LIKE I WAS WASHING AWAY THE PAST
I LOVE YOU MORE THAN THE GREEN OF THE GRASS AND THE RED OF THE ROSES AND THE BROWN OF THE OAK THAT GROWS BEHIND MY HOUSE
I LOVE YOU MORE THAN THE SOUND OF THE BIRDS IN THE MORNING AND THE CRICKETS WHICH CHIRP LATE AT NIGHT AND THE LITTLE KITTEN WHO COMES TO VISIT ME EVERY NOW AND THEN IN HOPES OF FINDING A SNACK
I LOVE YOU MORE THAN THE WIND WHICH BLOWS AWAY MY FEARS AND THE RAIN WHICH DROWNS MY TEARS AND THE SUN WHICH WARMS MY HEART AND THE MOON WHICH GIVES ME HOPE AND THE STARS WHICH GUIDE ME HOME
I LOVE YOU MORE THAN ALL THESE THINGS COMBINED AND I MUST SAY THAT COMING FROM ME, THAT IS A VERY VERY VERY BIG STATEMENT BECAUSE MY HEART HAS ALWAYS BELONGED TO THE WILD AND THESE ARE WHAT MAKE UP MY VERY EXISTENCE
THESE ARE WHAT GIVE ME PURPOSE AND PROVE TO ME THAT LIFE IS WORTH LIVING
THESE ARE MY REASON TO WAKE UP IN THE MORNING AND FALL ASLEEP TO AT NIGHT
AND IF YOU’VE MANAGED TO CAPTURE MY SOUL AND FREE MY HEART TO THE POINT WHERE I LOVE YOU MORE THAN NATURE AND ITS MIRACLES THEN I MUST SAY THAT YOU HAVE INDEED CLAIMED EVERY PART OF ME BECAUSE TRULY I NEVER THOUGHT IT WAS POSSIBLE TO LOVE ANYTHING OR ANYONE MORE THAN I DID THE FEELING OF FRESHLY CUT GRASS AGAINST MY BARE FEET BUT YOU’VE PROVEN ME WRONG
*AND I DO, I DO, I SWEAR TO YOU, I DO LOVE YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING, ANYTHING IN THE WORLD
// just a moment of absolute happiness & wonder & delight, in case the all-caps hadn't already given that away //
3 words that were the tornado,
obliterating all
into clean and tidy rubble.

Ordered, perfect, succinct
as your wicked fault-lines
imploded and I said

you were doing the right
thing, I just did not want
you to do it.

My eye of the storm, departed
crumpled
because I could not, though

I swear, calling bare, blood
burning, desperate, destitute nights
and each sharpened, salted day

as my witness, I tried.

But this body holds no words, this mind
carries no ease to destruction, incessant
heart beats out no explanation of why

why? why? why,

I cannot love you.
Faith is believing before seeing,
Faith is hoping for the best on your last hope,
Faith is holding on even when you run out of rope,
Faith is persisting,
Knocking till something happens either the door opens or it breaks down,
Faith is fear in defeat!
everywhere i go, i've got my phone in my hand.
everything i do is documented
recorded in a profile for the world to see,
just for my own memory.
i plug myself in, charge up, and go,
selfies and tweets and reblogs galore
as i go about my life like a character
whose storyline is already in place.
my character arc is part of the way through,
and to complete it, i suppose,
i must stay connected.
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