#11am
Your life is the ocean
And your heart is a wave,
Like a dog in the sun
I found my peace in your storm,
As I sail for days
I keep drowning away
Would my Sailors forgive me
for feeling this way
You said,
"Hey Mister!
Do follow through
Let's go and build a house
Big enough to fit us two
We'll weave a castle there
The castle of our dreams
My Knight in dining armour
And I your blanket queen"
Girl you're just like that pretty
house
With wooden beams."
Dec 9, 2019
Dec 9, 2019 at 12:43 AM UTC
Morning breaks with the sunlight peeking through the curtain.
Light stretches it's way across the room,
blinding and beautiful.
Reaching for him,
I need him close because time won't last.
This isn't reality,
we have been tinkering with hour glasses.
Finally able to pause the world.
My head swims as I inhale his scent.
I had to much to drink last night,
dive bars and napkin poetry set the tone.
Adventures and exploration,
ending with erupting satisfaction.
I've been swept away,
lost and entangled in the bedsheets.
One earring missing,
my bare skin pressed to him.
I don't want to leave this room,
but check out is soon and we can't linger much longer.
He was mine for a moment,
tucking another secret behind sealed lips,
and trying to get a grip on my beating heart.
Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 10:30 PM UTC