#yoy
where the river runs
is a ghost
blue as the sky
i want the beauty
of my mind
to run through
my pen
i want the sky
to cast its shadows
of the shadowy clouds
to where
darkness flows
and the moon,
the arching moon,
grows cold,
love could not be
more beautiful
when i am,
flower of the wind
sea of dark sky
ghost of a river
that runs.
May 5, 2017
May 5, 2017 at 10:58 AM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
When the sun is off work and the moon takes shift and the
lights turn off , I'll b e missin' you,
As I lay in bed with the t.v. up loud while watching youtube,
I'll be missin' you,
Remaining thoughts run off at the top of my head but I'm slowly
calming down when I'm missin' you,
you give me lost thought highs, I ain't taking no drugs but I gotta
get you back cause I'm missin' you.
I know you wanna pick up the phone with shaky hands at a steady pace,
Sacrifices go out the window when i hold your face,
Cause now I'm contemplating love like I really didn't have a care in the world,
But if that were so you would have been erased,
Uncontrollable urges,
search for purpose just for loving,
Was it affordable to have a guy that you deserve or was it not in vain to sell
your heart in the first place,
I know a good guy would waste your time and all of your space,
bad boys come your way,
Your suddenly all nice, with me its all fake,
argued and yelled a lot,
but most arguments you just mistake,
I told you that I loved you everyday, It'll be forever,
Said **** it and left me with a four page letter.
When the sun is off work and the moon takes shift and the
lights turn off , I'll b e missin' you,
As I lay in bed with the t.v. up loud while watching youtube,
I'll be missin' you,
Remaining thoughts run off at the top of my head but I'm slowly
calming down when I'm missin' you,
you give me lost thought highs, I ain't taking no drugs but I gotta
get you back cause I'm missin' you.
/
Situations and complications are that easy to surpass if you and your
companion have a strong a mindset to recite over and over like they
were lines at a play,
bed you lay , you can't see another on nights that you sleep alone,
ain't a happy home,
stepped in terrordomes,
this is negativity but it has grown,
can't but help to feel a hate,
in knowing that this ain't the place,
the time even nor the space,
should have apologized to your face.
But I can see you fallin' , fallin',
In Love.
Nobody else above you , above,
except the one thats above.
But I could hear your voice and its killing me,
from inside.
I won't run from your lovin' , your lovin',
I can't hide.
But I can see you fallin' , fallin',
In Love.
Nobody else above you , above,
except the one thats above.
But I could hear your voice and its killing me,
from inside.
I won't run from your lovin' , your lovin',
I can't hide.
Can't hide.
Aug 21, 2018
Aug 21, 2018 at 12:17 AM UTC
Mon amour, in this room I am haunted by my cologne, that you stole and made your own; it lingers, like these feelings of you alone.
My hands ruffle the sheets; nails and fingers birth wrinkles where they meet. Though the memories of your locks between my fingers... to these I retreat; to these feelings, I fall asleep.
Pray return to my embrace, and end this eternal vigil with grace. Pray return to my arms, sound and safe; for each breath breathed without you here, is a waste.
Jan 23, 2021
Jan 23, 2021 at 7:01 PM UTC