"ambiences" poems
I've never felt the melancholy of being broken hearted
I've never cried because things ended before they started
I've never had my heart shattered by a **** I once loved
I've never been preciously owned then suddenly shoved
I've never regretted wasting time for someone not worth it
I'm still a finished puzzle, never been incomplete
Feeling fortunate and desiring both at heart's beat
Craving to call someone mine and feel revocable by love
It's typical to be jealous of others ambiences
Especially if behind every sorrow is happiness
But love is an obstacle and with every obstacle is a reward
The strength to keep going and ambitiously move forward
So am I lucky, is this just a phase?
Or is love something I've been missing out on?
Oct 26, 2013
Oct 26, 2013 at 9:13 PM UTC
She walked in with hesitant confidence
This date the first she tried
Starting out with a simple hug
Pretentious coffees and books to keep their company
The next time they sat in a wondering silence
Speeding through cities for that perfect drink
Disappointing ambiences ruining conversations
But leading to intense cab rides filled with drunken touches
She planned out their next meeting
Hours spent scrubbing to perfection
While moving screens held their gaze
Their heated thoughts were finally let loose
She was never a follower of convention
Societal rules an enemy she despised
But for him she'd try the travelled route
Letting herself flow with society
Though a relation designed in commonality
She saw him as something way more
His smiles making her heart beat faster
His touches enticing her soul to want more
This journey is one shes willfully chosen
Perhaps this once not needing to be no. 1
For he brings out forgotten dusty emotions
And perhaps a possibility of real soulhood
Dec 11, 2015
Dec 11, 2015 at 1:16 PM UTC