#snuggling
I heard the jingle of her keys being pulled out of her purse
the lock started to move and i go to open the door for her
as I opened the door, she collapsed in my arms and smiled
I dragged her back into our bedroom and put her in bed with me
I asked her how her day was and she only had three words for me through a quiet voice and sleepy eyes
"tired and sore"
I held her in my arms as she slowly drifted off to sleep and i kissed her goodnight
Feb 5, 2021
Feb 5, 2021 at 1:01 AM UTC
dreaming has always been
part of the fragments of who I am
used to trace storybooks on thin paper
trying to find a way
to recreate the beauty of it
I would tape posters on my walls
princesses and all those ideas I found
trying to will myself to be like them
chanting that I will find me within them
as I drifted off
and when I fell for the first time
all my dreams would come back
running its fingers through my hair
and whispering sweetness I forbade
and that was when I found words
letting them immortalize the dreams
that would haunt and taunt and sing
showing me a world that I wanted to touch
and yet was pulled away from
I met you and they started making sense
as the touch of the faceless are echoed in yours
as your smile feels like coming home
as all the whispers soared into a song
yet I couldn’t understand
how writing you wasn’t easy
how putting all my dreams into words turned daunting
the more I let myself fall from the graces of heaven
so here I am now
with what I cannot let myself forget
the dreams I can never admit I had
with your face tattooed in my mind
and your name like stardust in my veins
I dreamt about how the mornings would be
the sunlight forgiving as it lit up your mouth
the coffee I never liked less bitter that day
as we giggle into each other’s shoulders
and I try to find a rhythm in tapping your skin
I dreamt about taking deep breaths
right before plunging into a sea
the saltwater stings and our laughter rings
our hair and our eyes spilled ink in the blue
I dreamt of lazy days in a cramped space
blasting the music we loved years ago
slipping on newly-scrubbed floors
cookies in an oven and a book in hand
our bodies finding odd ways to dance
I dreamt of rain on windows
as we drive around the town
going down streets we never knew
watching as the city lights sparkled
and snuggling up in our too-thin hoodies
I dreamt of long days that would end in hugs
holding all my tired bones
listening to my drowsy words
not admitting that I am tired as I nod off
goodnight kisses with my penguin pajamas on
random dinner dates at new food places
trying to survive spicy challenges
chugging down milkshakes and water
and laughing at our faces
holding hands on train rides
whispering jokes we stole from somewhere
sharing earphones and an overplayed playlist
making up stories about strangers
and as I look at your name in my contacts
I realize that it has been weeks, months maybe
since our words really meant anything to each other
since I could still remember your smile
because I remember dreams
but not the person in them
and you are but a faceless one yet again
in all those that still try to pull me in
and I understand now
you will only be a dream.
Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 5:08 AM UTC
Light wakes me,
A quiet reminder of the start of day.
I stretch, look over,
And melt where I lay.
The man beside me,
Still fast asleep,
Who makes my heart ache like no other...
Dreaming peacefully as he nuzzles
Closer to my form,
Settling against me,
Arms strong and warm.
"Maybe a few more minutes,"
I murmur to myself,
Curling into the man I love
And letting out a breath I never knew I held.
Jun 1, 2017
Jun 1, 2017 at 11:53 PM UTC
Another morning I wake up with dread
Another day demanding to be fed
Off to work I must go
And put on another show
Boss tells me smile, that's all they want to see
I'm just a worker, just a flea
And humanity is inhumane
That's what drives people like me insane
Can't wait for the work day to end, and I'm home
Tucked way safely in my room alone
I'll turn the air up, so under my covers I huddle
I curl up and snuggle
I'm just missing someone to cuddle
Oh well I'll make do
With a stuffed animal or two
Watch the tv
Until way past three
For you see I can't sleep
My thoughts get to deep
Then get up early in the morn
When a new day is born
To feed another day, I hope doesn't feed on me
I hope it just lets me be
Mar 16, 2016
Mar 16, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC
The air at day’s end
Seems to gently settle
Here on us for our
Cozy evening cuddle.
I greedily revel in this,
What nobody else can see
Our bodies together here,
You this close to me.
It might be a painting
If seen by an artist
But to take it that way
Would be the hardest
Because it could not
In any real way convey
The way we feel here
About each other today.
There has been nobody
Ever with the talent required
To put brush to canvas
And capture what transpires
When we two meld as one;
One heart, one soul, us;
Two creatures in love
Here in this gentle dusk.
Brent Kincaid
4/12/2015
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 12:11 AM UTC
"I love you,"
I say, speaking those inadequate words out loud
only to watch them fall to the ground, useless at expressing how I truly feel about you.
You say you love me back, but I want to say
"No, you don't fully comprehend my meaning."
It's not just love.
It's wriggling up against you to close nonexistent space, forever trying to get closer, wanting to prolong moments into eternity, because being enveloped within your arms makes me feel safer than I ever thought possible.
It's reading a book about losing one's forever love in a car accident and consequently nagging you to start wearing your seatbelt and stop using your phone so much. I hate feeling like the nagging girlfriend, but god, I don't know how I'd go on without you, and no horror novel has ever scared me so much as that book did.
"I love you,"
I say, feeling the letters crumble under the weight I place upon them.
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 2:58 PM UTC
this morning
as i groggily rolled onto my back
and felt the weight of the blanket draped across my body
i briefly thought you were lying atop me
my face buried in your shoulder
my lips gently pressing against your neck
and then quickly gravitating downwards
repeatedly kissing the spot where your neck and shoulder meet
so as to make you shiver against me
and smile brighter than the morning sun
snuggling against me more
so that i could wrap my arms and lift my legs around you
both of us sleepy but bathed in the morning light
and so i laid there
for two minutes past my alarm
lost in the everlasting euphoria that just the thought of you can bring
wishing that maybe
just maybe
i was only dreaming that you weren't there
Mar 31, 2014
Mar 31, 2014 at 4:33 PM UTC