#handcuff
chained around the wrist,
bound with thoughts and regrets
you can't break them without breaking yourself.
there's no escape for you.
a light flickering in the corner of the dark cell,
a shadow appears in the doorway.
"Time", they say
"Time?", you ask, "how is time going to help me?"
sure enough, as the days pass, the flicker turns into an intense flame.
the whole room, illuminated with light.
the chains slowly deteriorate, until nothing is left besides
the clanging of metal within your mind.
you're free.
you stand up to move, but you're frozen.
your hands aren't bound but they're still stuck together like two lovers refusing to even coming up for air.
"why can't i move?" you whisper softly,
the shadow speaks one last time, "only you can decide when you're ready."
Jun 22, 2019
Jun 22, 2019 at 1:26 AM UTC
The tension in my hands
Fists balling and relaxing
Twitching
I see it in your eyes
You want to kiss me
I think
Perhaps
I want you to
I am afraid if your lips graze mine
I will come undone
I am afraid if your mouth touches mine
I will fall in love
And I stare at you
Wetting your lips in need
I need you
To run after me and catch me
I want to grab your hand and lock us in handcuffs
I want metal to link our bodies the way I want love to link our souls
I want your fingers against mine
I want
Everything
Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 4:19 PM UTC