Blow a kiss & show me What true liberation and Desire look like, I deserve it & when I see you, I am coming With you. With nothing but Excitement and the best intention. I would love nothing more than that. It doesn’t matter the list of places. The first, second, or third destination. I’d really just like to go hallucinate With you In the wilderness. A language that needs no translation. No matter where we stand, mentally We are where we want to be. Prosperous in each other. The earth tucked beneath a blanket, eventually we’ll have to get up but until then blow a few kisses & take me with you. A naked soul free, exploring a dream. One of the first things that come to mind Your face on front of a post card. This memory snuggled up close In infinity. Without having to imagine or dream Where we’ve already been. Together by the lake, The mountains nestled low, One head snuggled into another. The campfire barely visible, piled in a mess Together. Realizing that there’s nothing more perfect Realizing that we are a dream within a dream. Realizing that only we can make this a reality. I want this so bad. No matter where we stand, mentally. We are where we want to be. Each other’s everywhere & everything in between.
If there is one thing that couldn’t Be further from the truth, Nothing in this life is free. To do better in chase of sanity. One of the greatest forms of currency, In a world of chaos everything Has a cost. No matter the need or want, Yet I am ever so appreciative. To be housed, clothed & fed with working Lights and water. Stability, an antidepressant in a world You wake up & do the same thing over & over. If there is one thing that couldn’t Be further from the truth. Nothing in this life is free, & I Ever so appreciative. I’d gladly pay weekly, biweekly, even monthly. I feel that much closer to liberation Under the roof of your smile, A sense of privacy unlike any other. Your lips the doorbell to inner peace. Your hands a meal to feed thousands At a time. Although nothing is free, I am ever so appreciative that a smile Doesn’t cost a thing. I couldn’t think of a better representation, A better place to be
& when I rush to get home, Before I lay my keys down. You’ll put your arms around me & fill me with so much joy. You give me a feeling that’s both Happy & ecstatic. I don’t want to have to miss you Then wait forever to kiss you. The sort of thing that happens When least expected. It’s always easier than it sounds. But seeing you smile always Puts things in perfect perspective. When I rush to get home I’ll yell out that I am here & When I do, my mind will ask my heart Why am I so loud. When it does I’ll reply that I’ve Filled all the empty space Around with pieces of her. & when I yell out I am easily reminded, Before she is seen Before she is heard. That she is completely safe. That she is comprised of all the small things That make life worthwhile. The smallest patter of feet & Being attacked by the gentlest thing Such as a hug. It really is easy to take for granted When I rush to get home, I am going to crawl into the bed Of her arms & sleep for as long As she allows me to
I still miss you. Sometimes I wonder if you miss me As much as I dream that you do. If I am even a second thought, if you miss Anything about me period. I don’t think I’ve ever squeezed you as tight as I do than when I dream. When I am sleep, everything feels real. The feel of your skin. The way the small of your back raises When you breathe. Your hair a mess, barely holding on to the pillow. Apparently dreams are the guest house to prayers. Missing you hurts like hell, lying awake In angst, not being able to enjoy the moment In full. I don’t think I’ve ever squeezed you as tight as I do than when I dream, Your head in the cease of my arm. I am not ready to wake up yet, I am not ready for you to go. Not ready for you to disappear. When I dream, Every word we say is silent & your heart beats next to mine. You snuggle up close to me & Everything in you just releases. Just let me sleep a while longer, I still feel safe when you’re around I still miss you when you’re not around
She sprawled out across the sky, bored, Perfectly sun-kissed. From a distance she could fit In my hands. Day, the name we hold dearest Day, the name of the memory I placed her above all else. I too, lay sprawled out, beneath her. The intensity of how she makes me feel, A region I know well, sweltered & swollen, Without walls or halls to contain the effect she has on me. She took my hand & gave me the gift of her presence. My heart but a burning bush from this intense percussion, this rapid sensation spreading steadily, rapidly. A giant in my eyes. I've climbed the highest building & collapsed beneath her. Black & wilted, I am the wick without promise of tomorrow
The best days of my life Where’d you go? Time flies trying to fit in As much as you can. Sleep barely comes Running round losing track Of time. No one to tell you to stop, Kind of loud Kind of subtle. The best days of my life. Staying up all night Not a care in the world. Where’d you go? The best of everything, So little time. Trying to fit in as much As you can. They tell you that these Are the best, You never realize until It’s gone. Memories of when we met Memories of when we spent The night. The things we got caught doing, But no one said a word. Sleep barely comes Lost somewhere having fun. The best days of my life, Where’d you go?