She invited me into her home apologizing for the lack of things there. I could tell that she had renovated recently, getting rid of the things that no longer served purpose. I thought of her as timely, a perfect harmony of sage & mint candles burning on a black glass coffee table. about halfway through, I realized how much I loved her home. while she apologized in the beginning less is more & it showed by way of her smile. I enjoyed how everything was laid out, from the brochures of comfort to the cushion of where I sat. the greatest intimacy between us two. laughing at everything yet nothing at the same time. but still I thought, how much she inspired me to do the same when I got home. everything that I thought was beautiful before no longer had that same appeal. when i extended the same invitation, I too found myself apologizing for things that needed no explanation. my biggest source of inspiration, I was glad to see her growth & in turn stopped chasing the wrong things, I learned from her That everything is going to be alright
I love the conversations that we have. There's no rush involved A certain amount of logic or Anything otherwise overbearing. We might not say that we love each other in the sense of coming out & Saying the words, but We do so in a more fun generously Giving way. If I ever slouch or have something on my face you tell me in a way that doesn't feel remedial Or wait until I reach your train of thought, which could otherwise Feel embarrassing. A mutual understanding in patience, Filling an empty space in my bones. The cushioning that relaxes and eases Tension. No matter how goofy or if we don't see eye to eye. You're the only woman I want To fall asleep on, while You fall asleep on the couch. With three perfectly good explanations Down the hall
My bed may not be as large As California or have a blanket As deep as the ocean. But it’s comfy and shares The same view as if we were there. When I am asleep with you, Everything becomes ideal. One of the best feelings the universe Could bestow. To discover a slice of heaven beside you. A spoon finding it’s way To the big dipper, in the same Lineage of how I see you. We stargaze with our eyes closed, Watching the stars bloom like flowers In complete comfort. The urge to explore further, A simple look, a simple smirk Head nestled deep in a pillow. The aspirations of becoming an astronaut Become that much clearer. I blast off & everything becomes dark My reflection staring at yours beneath mine, Until I see your face spread wide Across the moon. Happy and safe, My voyage is now complete
When buildings crumble & return back to dust & heads turn in disgust. Faced with lust & deeds Of mistrust.
When all else fades & the stars speckle Like eons of old dust collected & swept across the sky, Time will cease to exist.
While some of us ascend The staircase. Not all of us will be so fortunate In a desert of red.
In any case, No matter which way you go, Wait for me.
Wait for me at the floodgate Which passion percolates & The stars weep for us as we do For them. Don’t breathe without me, Just as I wouldn’t without you. Humble & unknowing
I don’t know what’s to become of us But I do know, I don’t want to be without you. When buildings crumble & return back to dust When all else fades & the stars speckle Like eons of old dust collected & swept across the sky.
When I am with you The sun shines it’s absolute brightest. Not a single cloud in the sky. No matter what side of town we’re on, No matter what we do. All I see is clear skies, no matter what they say. Even if it does, so what. I am with you. My own personal parade, beautiful In every way. When you walk pass, everyone & Everything stops. Pretty brass skin, your voice smooth As silk. When I am with you, the sun shines It’s absolute brightest & I am at ease. The best part of the day, No matter what side of town, No matter what we wear. The sun shines it’s absolute best When we’re together. Not a single drop of rain comes to mind, Not a single drop
There are over a million things To do in the name of pleasure. Over a million more that involves Company. The person I could be, The person I’d love to be, Over a million things that could go wrong. This thought a wave pattern found In an ocean of sheets, The shore of the mattress bare. The meeting of my fingers interlocked With yours, The earth rotates & bends sideways. Without hesitation we are poured Up down left & right, Over a million things that could go wrong. Lost at sea in complete darkness I cling to you to keep warm. Lost in the earth, you blush morning. Shedding light to infinity. Your face a cathedral of a million things That could go right. Smushed & paused in excitement. Finally. A religion that doesn’t require A curriculum. The earth rotates & bends, I am baptized in the liquid from Your lips & like a fish I am alive, & like a fish I can breathe without fear That you’d be stolen & renamed Without fear that you’d be stolen & renamed. Robbed of over a million things That could go right, Between the sheets we hide. I cling to you to keep warm, lost in the earth You blush morning. Shedding light to infinity. Finally. A religion that doesn’t require A curriculum. The person I could be, The person I’d love to be, Without fear. I wander you freely
Real love lives in your eyes, It lives in your smile. It's even shared through the extension Of your hand. Real love is exceptional & phenomenal, Much like a cassette tape wound up In emotion. Real love is realistic & finds a way to communicate, no matter How hard the emotion. Real love travels with you. Real love lives & breathes the same Breath as you. The beat of your heart divine & Echos mine. Real love remembers the day my heart met yours, Although it's been quite a while, Real love still remembers your name & Although cassette tapes are a bit Outdated. I still remember staying up all night Listening to the sound of your Voice. No matter the instrument, Real love finds a way
I've taken delicate walks Where my hand meets the arch of your back & I've drowned In the aroma of the sun kissed sun. You've caressed in an whisper where me myself & my thoughts linger. The foliage of your lips Against the edge of my ear. To where my memories of you are open ended and bruised by the sigh of a thorn Covered in black lace. The glow of blackberry petals in the September sun. I've massaged your feet in the soil of my hands & rested your back against the bend of fingers Free to stand and grab the sun against the side of your neck. Next to my clothes on the hardwood floor Next to your blackberry lipstick on the night stand where we causally thirst in epiphany spread far & wide Over by the Mason jar filled with Water. Over by the night stand Where you & I delicately walk inside Each other
and you sent her a title of the song you wanted her to hear saying it was saying about the feelings you have, you wanted her to feel.
but, she heard it before.
you can't blame her but she did
she had felt the world dance around the same beat swayed through the waves of the sounds with the wind when she was on her way to the beach one hot summer day.
she had fell asleep on the same song on a school night having to wait to be validated.
she have cried on the same song when he left her
now, ask your self:
are the songs really for her?
Just a piece of advice. It has been a mainstream gesture between everyone to showoff our playlist to our significant others or even to those people we like. Yet, let's be mindful and be sensitive of the songs we sometimes send to them or dedicate to them as it will have an impact to their emotions and also their impressions to us (especially if you're still trying to impress them) If possible, try to sing yourself the songs you wanted them to listen so that they could feel the sincerity of emotions you wanted them to feel of you dedicating that song. Because little do we know, they have already heard the song, or they already have cried on it.
We were Just friends Until we fell on each other And spoked like lovers And that seemed to be enough for Two teenagers who were scared to love one another.
And that was the reason why we held back on confessing our feelings for each other because before we started to be lovers we were bestfriends but I'm hoping she gives me a chance to be her lover and now I can say that I love her even though she's trying to avoid me.