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I thought I saw your face on the side of my milk carton
As the sun began to rise above the branches of the trees 
The ones that took hours of our days High above the ordinary 
Just beyond the oblong lights that chased the monsters from the streets
From our veins 
Singing and writing and melting 
melting into atmosphere
into stars circling satellites 
 
I thought I saw you on the street the other day
As feet pounded pavement 
And the clouds fought for freedom from the wind 
but magicians will play on the whims of emotions 
 
I thought
But oh, no
I forgot to think clearly
 
I thought a stranger could be a fond memory 
Of another stranger 
Stranger than our tangled anatomy’s on display
 
It was only disappointment covered in Hollywood and lace
Too tight
Your arms brazen
circling me
Leading me to your core

I am not the apple to adore nor can I allow the fluttering in my stomach to catastrophize my mind

Admiration has it's bouts
But those who admire grow bored
And the admired become ill and hollowed out with bitterness and shallow sound--
tink tink tinking of glasses filled with ice and the numbing of high proofed haste

Steady now!
The notion is fiercely romanticized  
Yet hardly fulfilled
Showing the minds eye just can't be sought out
For I will surely begin to disappear
And you will surely march towards the counterpart of the compass with the parts of me I so tenderly keep tucked abroad

Be careful!
Now with the tables turned
You are beginning to show your bitter cheeky side

(C) Tiffanie Doro
Her voice gave warmth within my ears
 
Arms strung across my waist
Fingers curled upon my back
 Holding tight to my world as the inner chaos spun between us
Linked with rhythmic beats
 
Does she know the passion she excites?
Or the fulfillment I have always longed to receive?
 
My mind turns off
Mute to thoughts
Her eyes show pity that she tries to hide
A grin shows a dim flush of color to her cheeks
So small but I feel a comfort that no other has conceived in me

Through her eyes and through her heart
I relinquish the past and condemn my doubts
With this I move with ease
control of form
 
The night takes us whole
until lids cave and cover the world in blackened relief.
 
(C) Tiffanie Doro
I actually wrote this four years ago.
For such a blank mind,
Hers ran for days.
She couldn’t recall the day but she could recite the events of the past like the veins that ran through her hands.
Each blue vessel a story for the red that flowed,
And as the night came to a close she said to the world “the whiskey flows like the rivers rapids roar. My body is bare but my soul is weighted by the ticking of the time. My body’s scars tell the story of weakness and strength in a girl far from completion. There is a certain substance only I control.”
A calm came down from the sky and trickled down her face as each recollection poured from her skin.
The faces turned to pixels,
The regret turned to forgiveness,
And it all washed away in the depths of the atmospheres grin.  
Freedom came defined in a world that stood still.
Arms opened wide,
She ascended into the rising sun.

(C) Tiffanie Doro
You said
"I'm not hollow simply scarce and soundproof. Double jointed at the valves and cured of retched emotions."

But your sensory was superb
Your touch lingered in all of it's lacking purities
It mapped out the freckles lining my lips
A map you traced too often upon the bodies of far too many what's her faces hips

Yet you always came back to devour more

Understanding your underlying intentions became irrelevant and obscured
To count the conflicting answers
which were fed in heaps of sugar lined words
would drown me in irrationality and bitter conformity

And when your ghost is the only thing left to banter to as you smile upon the great unknowns
I'll smother the context of my emotions beneath the cages of my ribs
And walk towards the bare, unhinged moon with no remorse left to speak of
Leaving only salted words for you to inhale into your lungs

(C) Tiffanie Doro
They said "child, he is the enemy." On the day I came into this reality. 
 
I became a stranger among the unknown. 
 
The scripts they read told of fires which embers drew the blind and led the wild to fields where they could grow until blackened wings towered over our world. 
 
But when you met my face you withdrew your guns and blanketed my body from the shadows and freezing moon. 
 
You gave me the energy of a thousand men in the form of wisdom in my eyes. 
 
You carved the words into my skin with satin lips. 
 
Though I was frail and the world grey, 
 
Even with my disbelief I saw the color in you. 
 
My heart grew abundant,
 
Filled what was scarce,
 
Shaped the branches and vines that covered. 
 
All because of the love you shared
 
The words you spoke
 
And the strength you bore through the tattered minds of the truly lost and blind
 
Your pages do not compare to your frame
 
And my eyes have never seen such a sight that I buckled at my knees
 
I will take the words that remain and create a new name in place of the coward you have put to shame.

(C) Tiffanie Doro
I fell in love with your mind and to this very moment,
to the second,
I'm still leaving foot prints around it,
searching each crevice,
each wrinkle of its abstract design.
Each corner another  immaculate surprise.
New discoveries knitted together with golden warmth,
pollenating hearts and filling my eyes.
I hope you let me keep your memory when it's said and done.
I hope we leave this place still as one.
Still sailing through the night...
Embarking on the wild and unknown.

(C) Tiffanie Doro
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