Things that make life soft and beautiful, things that make me soft and beautiful, things that steal away unkempt regret, things that tuck you in, things that make you love lightly; in yellow, things that bring up past hopes and gift them like a present; present hopes, things that shine, things that are disheveled in your madness, things that rub your aches away; warm fingertips, things that are blue: not you, things that curve, things that beat, things that love in sorrow, things that love in rejoice, things that make you soft, things that make you tough, things that make you beautiful, things that make you weak, things that move mountains or things that grow them; superfluously, things that make you, things that make you, all of the things that make you.

sometimes love is not relentless
but like the soft smiles we keep
safe for goodbyes
it sleeps. a playful
child gathering breath.
don't you see that i love you?
but you will know it
in the ceilings of uncertain places
in the fingerprints on your beer
in that shirt you forgot about
but you'll wear it today. now.
our hearts will look onwards.
we are only at rest.

Driving to the city
Under the blazing lights
We stop at a little ice cream shop
Chocolate rocks for you
Strawberry kisses for me
You tell me about your parents
Your mother's secret recipe
I tell you about my dreams of flying
Dancing on the beach
All only for the blissful summer
And all of a sudden
Dusk has fallen upon us
The night no longer so dark
When your eyes light up my fire

Blue is cool.

   Soft blue waves,
         Caressing the sand
                   Saying it's going to be okay
                                                       -- Calming blue --
                                                                           Still water
                                                              Slight ripples,
                             Causing the water to live

                                                       Blue is not heated.

                                                        Ice cold glaciers,
                                                           Hard as rock
                                                                Slowly melting
                                                         -- Hard blue --
                                                                        Changing ice
                                                                                  Softening heart,
                                                                                           Making the calm blue

                     Blue is understanding, forgiving, and slowing down.

Baby feet
like sugarplum gumdrops
Covered in sweetness
Only the tongue can describe

Enveloped in intrinsic tenderness
It can’t help but commit-
Akin to the kind of touch a mother holds
Her precious children with

Plush plush plush
Fluffy poodles and the smile of the old lady who sells
Candied strawberries on the street
Drizzled around the eyes of a kind maiden
Laden with tumultuous softness
That always welcomes embrace

With honey trapped in dimples
Skin smooth and supple
I sneak a nibble,
Sly and delicious
Simply nutritious
To my soul,
As it seeks this aura everywhere.

This does not mean
Weakness.
This can withstand
A million and one falls.

The echoing ripples of circles
In the pond of teardrops
Reserved for the world
And everyone in it
Seems to scan for you in a hopeful distance
Permeating constantly…

I’m merely a timid girl
Who fears rigidity and barriers
Desperate for a haven
Of feathers
Of warm rotund flesh
To retreat my head in

No matter how hard
I rub it the wrong way
It will never catch flame

And anger skips straight to a pensive forgiveness
That will continue to love and be my friend
Forevermore

For we do not keep scores
And we treasure scars
Silly enough to pick at scabs playfully
Taking the new ruggedness
Regarding it still:
Soft.
Plentiful,
With the mark of experience.

You exist softly between the tender rain and warm candles that burns unto the cold night. You're too delicate for me to touch with my fire hands.  You're too beautiful for me to ruin.

But I want you so much, I need to see your blood. To break you til the point of beauty. To study you in pain. I set fire to the things I like and if it burns bright then I'm all game.    

But you don't deserve this, and you don't deserve me.
So I'm letting you go because better creatures can love you.

my heartbeat dances
to the sound of his breathing;
short, fast, deep
soft, slow, heavy.

If you want to **** me,
just hold your breath.


-- Eleanor