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T Kwinter Jul 2010
i will be your summer.
all the mornings, nights
and days to amuse you,
peruse you and toss you
through the breeze.

I will be your summer
the fog, the bliss,
the sweet stars
that kiss your eyes.
the heat that engulfs
your soft voice.

my mind begs you
don't find hobbies,
a job, things to do.
my embrace is open
waiting for you
my fingertips shouting
i will be yours
T Kwinter Jul 2010
There are forces working
Too large for me to assimilate,
Recreate,
Dominate.

Time, merciless and determined
Flows quickly through the thick mud of memories
I am caught in.
I see the diamonds of moments time leaves behind.
Encased in their reflection
I stand.
Sticking to myself
While time dances.

A mad dance,
Grotesque and sinister to my pleading eyes,
Begging time to slow to a walk,
And to wander with me through memories.
Those dim and desired,
Blurred and Bright,
Lucid and Loathed.

Some are damaged,
Murky in picture,
But the feelings remain raw,
Fluid and forceful
Flowing in torrents both newly birthed and immutable.
It is clear now,
Time cannot ******* emotion,
And must chase it.
Tumbling on emotion's traces.

In evasion of time, emotion comes full circle.
Caught on the swift cataracts of emotions elusion,
I trip.
Stumbling once again,
Falling farther behind,
As I run after time.
T Kwinter Jul 2010
It seems the world keeps spinning,
through hard times, painfully.
But when your world has reason,
it turns with new velocity.
T Kwinter Jul 2010
I offer myself to you.

But you,
You'll leave me behind

Or I'll push you away,
From the pure, poisoned paranoia of my mind.

But,
I'll be better, higher, stronger
I'll move you
Prove to you.

I'll be that one you come back to.
That one you never lose.
Despite blues and fights
I'll wait through the night watching moonlight glint off closed eyes.

Closed eyes that see me,
Read my thoughts
Knead my mind
From every angle to find nothing better in this world than you

My heart aches
Encased in a cage of
Solid gold
Growing old with you.

You lock me in your eyes
Nothing to despise except the fact that your bangs keep me from the abductions of your
pupils.

No scruples, just trust
You must
Let my lust be love
Love above you and I

I try to reign it in to give to you,
but distance keeps me missing you.

Missing the looks
The walks
The only time spent in argument
Is trying to convince you
NOT to wait for me to fall asleep.
Your kindness hits too deep,
My heart leaps, too big for my chest

How can you just accept?
Accept the inevitable miles
Separating two minds of the same kind
You bind me constantly to your rich thoughts and words
Every whim brings me closer
I want to swim in you
Soak in you
Have you seep in every pore.
Give me more.
Send it to me
a letter to my soul.

Send your whole.
Bind your spirit with mine
Fill the hole only you can pervade
Your essence never fades.
Your love stained me permanent.
T Kwinter Jul 2010
I don't say it
Every time we speak.
I don't tell you
That I try to feel your fingertips
Through the keys.
The only connection I'm left with.

You speak of the past.
Our past.
I join in.
Eager to relive any moment
That we cannot have now.

I bet you don't know that yesterday was March 19th.
7 months
Since I last saw you.
7 months.
Of missing sweet smiles
Red ringlets,
Natural laughter,
Wholehearted happiness,

And,
That thing that made you hesitate
That word you did not believe in
That word,
That you found only better ways to say.
You'd say it in your heartstrings,
The sheet music of your arteries,
The guitar picks of your fingertips.

Searing Passion

I'm burnt.
T Kwinter Jul 2010
My heart has been hardened,
My mind has been mastered,
By the dead, swarming masses,
The concrete smothering the earth.
Where the leaves are all trampled
By the thousands of footsteps
That coerce me to follow
On the path to things mindless.
Where no mind is engaged,
Where eyes only look inward,
Vain introspect pickled,
Wrinkled in self-hatred.

To the hills my mind lingers.
To the sky my eyes wander.
To the past my heart aches.
I wait to see the dawn break.
T Kwinter Jul 2010
although i sometimes feel at a loss for words
when i look into your eyes

when i put pen to paper i cannot sleep
for all your synonyms
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