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stopdoopy Sep 2019
so much to give
but so closed off

a glass
filled to the brim
waiting to spill

others take tentative sips
or pour it out completely

I just want to be savored
drank slowly over time
enjoyed through all seasons

while my heart may be punctured
oozing out love to anyone who looks
my bones are hard and sharp
waiting to poke through this flesh
and stab if need be

to want to love
so freely
to want to receive
the same

you'd think it'd be easier
to crack open this ribcage
eleanor prince Dec 2018
he begets
of a tremor

steals a
then it's lost

dew on blooms


lips pause

kiss of
warm breeze
on still day

more sought

frenzied tension
slowly rising

smiling dance
cells in naïve
Steele Apr 2015
Sitting by the your side, it feels like we're meeting for the first time
all over again, our feet swinging over the edge of the dock...
I catch my breath. I never knew how this could feel.

Eyes open wide, as if I'm seeing for the first time.
Making love within our small talk,
everything seems at once so present and surreal.

Hearts swaying with the tide, as if they're beating for the first time,
I never knew that it could feel like this.
It's like the sky and the sea are merging; fading away behind your eyes,
and slowly, on the dock, we tilt our heads
reaching for what feels like our first kiss.
Trust is so hard to earn
making sure you gain trust.
Trust is so easy to lose
one slip and all is lost.

Spends 3 weeks
trying to gain trust.
Loses it after
telling 1 secret

Never gains it back.
Trust is too tentative for any of us.
Still ******..

— The End —