Happiness now became defined by
Every moment spent laying with you
Nothing else in the world mattered
The warmth of your body touching
Mine set my soul on fire
I found healing somewhere
Where it did not live before
You put me back together again
Piece by piece with infinite parts
I wanted to give you all of me
I wanted to fall into you
Surrender every ounce of me
That I had left to give
And dance with you in the moonlight
Over and over again
Like a melody in my head
Because you were the orchestra
And my dear you gave me the sweetest symphonies.

I heard this quiet song
in my youth.

It's almost at it's end now, this slow, sad march
playing everyday, over and over, each second
building, louder, and louder..

It's impossible to describe exactly what it sounds like..

Broken hearts play the drums of regret,
Torn tendons make string-like sounds
snapping a harsh rhythm against the
taunt, hurried sounds of steel scratching
against the nails of my coffin that I built
just for me, just for now, just this once.

The melody isn't mine, it's the memory of
and ex-love. My first love, my first world, my first everything.

Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick
goes the beat, ticking down the
moments to it's end

It's a **** shame that I like the ending, a harsh,
quiet ending to the stupid, selfish, sorrowful,
pitiful song.

although i sign my name
at the end, it’s really you
who should take the credit.

after all, they’re all about you.

the words with which i write with
are from the dictionary you invented.
you see, i didn’t even know i could
write until my soul met yours.
all these letters i’m using are from the
alphabet you’ve imprinted in my heart.
all these poems are from the melodies
i hear when i think of you.

this, my love, is how i write poetry.

{d.f. | 09/11/17}

Don't scream "I love you" from the mountaintops,
competing with the babel and clamor of the world.
Whisper it to me in the still silence of the night,
making me strain to hear it,
blocking out the din of the universe to focus on the melody of your voice.
Let me feel it infuse the skin of my neck,
carried by the sweetness of your breath.