that one song
with melodies so surreal
that lifts my soul to another plane
with marmalade skies and
unfazed beautiful sunsets—
where your thoughts are clear
and the noise is simply cancelled and
my heart stays stable and at ease
where my worries vanish as it plays
with that one song

I don't know what real love looks like
maybe it’s what we read in books—
or what we see in movies
and just maybe it’s your eyes
or whether what i feel for you is
love or infatuation
and if it's infatuation
let it enough to make you happy—
to make you smile day after day—
to keep you warm in the dark.
if it's infatuation
let it be with me day and night
from dusk till dawn
so i never get to hurt you
because i think love—
real love involves pain
and I never want to hurt you.

-Vibeactivist

Dark eyes messed up hair
Swinging, back and forth chair
Heads turn, eyes meet
Doubtless insecurities
I didn't notice you
I lie, but it's true
The air between, turned blue
And that was the moment
I knew.

Cold air, on my face
Eyes closed, head dazed
You walk, past me
I turn, only to see
You turn, your head around
Catch me, without a sound
Your sins were due
And that was the moment
You knew.

A.S.

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