"gne" poems
I wait
for the return
of the warm summer breeze
despite feeling winter's kiss -
for all my stars aligned.
I wait
for the bloom
of the lilies
despite the barren land -
for allmy star s aligned.
I wait.
I truly wait.
for the sound
of your footsteps
despite a love long lost and forgotten.
f or al lm ys ta r sal i gne d.
fo ar il m n ts a rlsa lg yed.
aro l sf m yl sla rgs a ni ed
Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 5:19 PM UTC
I find pieces of you
Wedged in the strangest places
Tucked loosely behind my ear
A hair that kissed the nape of my neck which
Synchronized with your searching jaws
You linger
Tugging like gravity
On the edges of my lips
Once so defined
Now a fading chalk outline
Sketched by your tricky nimble fingers
Molded by hands
I thought I knew
But this shape is unfamiliar
Elastic skin that won’t shape over bones
Tracing down my skin
Your fingerprints are brand marks now
- GNE
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 1:23 AM UTC
Heey Mahina tokotini
yuor so beautyful & so pweddy.
your my best fraand! n et wil neva end.
Yuor so funny, yuo mke me laugh al d tymz,
2 da dayz datz gne by!
laaaarve maree xox :p
Dec 9, 2012
Dec 9, 2012 at 4:17 PM UTC
. o
f
hu
man
thin
gs: ma
ny doin
g, thing
s human
are more n
eatly couth i
n Into-Dust co
ats of polite var
nish and their ha
ats hang at precise
their teeth ivory and
the smell of their colo
gne catches back at the
throat wearing finest silk
s (but time, time looks bru
tally through their and prim
shoes and trousers. knees sag
eyes hang instantly
languor w
ears them like cheap perfume and
laughter unsuddenly from nowhere
crisps the cheeks of everywaiting sou
l creeks with soon to be dirt bones and
amongst them sprouts something gener
ous. Less close to nearly dead, and has (l
ike a frond has) demure sturdy waifish. its
timber is clothed in blonde lips and eyes lik
e waking almost never(no like daffodils; yes l
ike more them) only daffodils, they are not so b
right, nor as agile, i think but who knows i was o
nly a boy who, from across the street noticed, a girl
pressed between death,
laughing like a *****
Sep 19, 2012
Sep 19, 2012 at 2:36 AM UTC