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Marta Rampini Feb 2016
each night i spread my fingers
longingly across the sheets,
waiting for you to reach them.

i sometimes think of them
as vines searching for  
water across the river rocks,
only to fall short of the
stream by a few,  
heartbreaking inches.

i haven't stopped hoping
that you will wrap your
arms around my waist
in the dead of night, or
your lips softly kissing my neck or cheek
while i am asleep.

even though you are a hundred
miles away and the closest
i can get to feeling
you are near is
when you appear in my dreams
and in my thoughts,
i know that our love
is like a compass,
and we're getting closer
every day.
i love you
Marta Rampini Jan 2016
it's past midnight, and you're asleep now. i'd do absolutely anything to be in your arms right now - being wrapped in you, so close to you. i long to feel your breath against my neck, and your smile against my back. i would give anything within the universe to wake up with you, and watch the sunlight drift through the cracks in the curtains in the early morning.

i have fallen in love with you so deeply, so infinitely. the earth seems boundless; our love can travel the world with us. i want to climb mountains with you, walk cobbled streets holding your hand, ride bikes through tuscan villages and swim in foreign seas with you. i want to eat crazy foods and drink fancy wine with you in cities we've never heard of, and then have a home to return to when we've come back from our adventures.

i want to come home at the end of a long day to a warm nook filled with love and music and you, to fall into your arms and be entangled with you all night long. i hope for a future filled with nothing but our love and all it can produce, for love is the meaning of life.
12.6.15 ~ 00:57
Marta Rampini Jan 2016
we talked about our eyes today.

you said mine were a forest green
while you stared into them,
and it surprised me because
normally you cannot decide exactly
what shade they are.

i said yours were always
the same blue,
like the reflection of the sky
in a stream.

maybe one day we can
run through the forest you saw
in my eyes, and swim
in the stream i saw in yours.
Marta Rampini Dec 2015
watch the flight of birds
as they float across the tears
of the lost sailors
circa 2013
Marta Rampini Nov 2015
i read poetry in your eyes - the
gentle love words float from your
seafoam blue eyes and into
my healing heart, and i can
read your words wherever i go,
as long as you love me,
forever i'm yours.
x missing you x
Marta Rampini Oct 2015
for the past few days, you've occupied my thoughts -
they drive me insane, and make me miss you lots

memories of intertwined fingers while walking on cobbled stone,
or your lips painting love across my collarbone

only remind me we have weeks left to go
until our next hello
quick thought
Marta Rampini Sep 2015
he asked me what he smelled like
because i told him i missed it,

and i swear that might have been
the most difficult question
i've ever been asked
because i know
i could write books and books about it -

about how every time i press my lips
against his back while he cooks,
or when we're in bed together,
or when i smell fresh air and see hammocks
under the stars and hear soft guitar
music that plays our favorite love songs,
or how it feels to feel your hands everywhere,
and how i can still feel the chills even now
and how your smell makes me remember
every time your hand felt for mine
while we walked cobbled streets in the dark
after listening to music for hours,

and how much i miss the eerie scent of home
Marta Rampini Sep 2015
i have realized quickly
that one of the most
devastating feelings
is loneliness
Marta Rampini Aug 2015
i want to wake up where you are.

i want to experience mornings with you
and give you kisses before you're awake -
i want your heart to curl when
you feel the steam of my shower
float from the crack in the bathroom door,
and i want to feel you long to join me.

i want to make breakfast with you.

i want to sneak up on you while you pour
orange juice, and laugh as you spill
a few drops onto the counter.
i want to sit with you while we talk
about our days, and i want to
feel your hand graze my side
as i walk to put the dishes away.

i am greedy and i want all
of these little things,
even though you're miles away
and i'm stuck right here
Marta Rampini Aug 2015
i've been listening to our favorite song for hours now.

i keep looking at my phone
and expecting it to light up with an
i miss you, or an i wish you were here,
but the screen doesn't blink.

i know it's late, but i've never missed you
as much as i do in this moment.

maybe it's because i feel so close to losing you.
or maybe it's because it's 4 am and my bed is empty.

your arms are miles away and not wrapped around me -
i don't feel the warmth of your hands on my side,
or your fingers lazily stroking circles onto my hip-bones
the peak of your blond hair is sadly not peeping out
from under my sheets, and i miss seeing the gold.

i pray for these things to happen every night,
but i still wake up alone in the morning.
can't help falling in love // twenty-one pilots, cover
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