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I S A A C May 19
you make me gush like a wound
i am enough in your room
playing tunes, always smooth
i kiss your lies and your truths
i am tough enough to spoon
you remind me of rare jewels
smooth and sharp, hardened heart
i fold under the weight of rules
you make me gush like a wound
i need to touch you soon
my burning desires consuming this roof
Gabbro May 17
Jesus got pinned down,
rose once after three days,
And they call it a miracle.

I pinned you down,
rose three times in a night—
Still, only you were worshipping
Gabbro May 14
I’m visiting places you’ve never been— Still I find you there.
It is beautifully sad to see you in everything. I want
Tears of joy, not regret, when I see orchids on my wedding day
For T
Gabbro May 13
I think he's there but
I can't be sure.
Can anyone be sure

Of themselves,
Or can they
Just lie convincingly

Next to one another,
Two boys lay on their chests
Fingers blooming out towards

The Others. No contact
Their heads averted
They lie, as mirrored angels

Unshifting, so they don't spill blood
From their backs
On the snow

It's easier to be near someone
If you don't have to look.
You don't have to feel

Blue snow on your wound
Or red hands in yours
Or the relief that feels red-black

Like the color of your eyelids.
closing my eyes
And looking makes me feel

The closest I can to seeing inside
My mind, and it's all bouncing dots
And swirling pink-blue-red-black-white.

I want to be a flower
Because they don't have eyes
To close. I want to be a flower

Because they need only be open
To the sky, and the sky loves them.
The sky rains when they are closed and

When they are blooming, the sky
Shines light through their petals
And says,

I love the way you glow.
Two people that love each other but have both made mistakes hurting the other
I S A A C May 13
i’ve never been stronger
never been so weak
never felt such fire, blistering heat
my throat too clogged to speak
danger surrounds me
why don’t you surround me?
ground me with your anchoring arms
do not let me drift too far gone
ground me with your anchoring arms
guide me like the north star
Gabbro May 13
Let's go back in time
Climb the tree in our gulley
And just keep climbing.
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If you built a bridge
Out of promises and hope
I would walk it home
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My bed half empty
I dream you back by inches
Each night, losing ground
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Every day we sat
And I got to hear your voice
It was everything
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Poems in my mind
Speak about you constantly
I can't write them all
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Can we watch something?
Hold eachother from the cold
You can pick the show
For T
Gabbro May 12
Naming our first cat
Raising our first kid
Our garden, our flowers
I love the sound of Ours.
Did
you know it? The night we
met, that
you might
see me
like this? I didn’t that night.
For T
Gabbro May 13
You showed me paths
In my house, I didn't know existed
And now there's no space

That feels complete without you-
r touch. Every house will feel
Off kilter, every bedroom will feel

Too cramped, too empty.
Every garden path too jagged
And every living room too dead

Peace is to harmonize with your environment
And there's no harmony like you
Wind sings through spaces you create

And comfort flows like water.
So please put your artists gaze upon me
And make paths for us in this room.

Paths that lead from me to you.
For T,  My Architect
I S A A C Apr 27
pretty eyes and endearing posture
a white dove following a ****** vulture
sweet and tender
no one better
pretty lips that i intend to kiss
for hours and hours, decades of flowers
sweet and tender
nobody better
pretty hands that grip my skin
wrap around my body like a ribbon
sweet and tender
no timeline better
pretty person, pretty words
i will work to earn your smirk
I S A A C Apr 26
love too hard
love too fast
retrograding, venus repeating paths
my mindset too vast
stuck in the past
my scope is revealing all i already had
to be grateful is to be able
to heal from the cracks
to connect and mend
learning to swallow the bad
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