"skai" poems
I am fluent in
the tongues of
my lost willow language.
No one can remember
what patience has done
to my
forbidden
filthy
tongue.
So let me be your kindred scribe,
let me endure the ******* eternal wrath of taming a demon such as the one that runs like the Volga river in your honeysuckle veins,
I'll die trying,---
for you.
“Ahkira, I'll set this mirror up for you--"
"Lycan, it'll skew my beauty."
Quote on quote you howled the December
lyrics & spun my name in the elements of the atmosphere &
Aurora borealis.
"I promised, didn't I?"
Etching your voice in the hollow
drums I call my
mind & skai.
It's always been there.
Eyes catching the coals of
Jupiter,
foam and lust
driving your
shadow-bitten sanity.
Hostile under the wax of the moon,
burning like matches you stumble
in my constellation.
***"i spy
lovely sleeves of poetry
raindrops slipping into weeping veins
lungs of january
& silver bucket eyes."***
You tattooed this on your arm,
Lycan.
***“It’s the moon that pulls our waters,
distance doesn’t count.”***
I tattooed this on mine.
Arching up the sky ladder
I'll climb it to show you
I'm worthy.
.
Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 5:50 PM UTC
Little Skai walked down the hallway,
Cup of water in his small fingers.
It was past his bedtime now,
And yet he still lingered.
He looked at the portrait of his two fathers,
That hung in the hall,
Beaming smiles emblazoned on faces,
Under trees during fall.
His family was beautiful,
And he knew that when he looked around,
Love emanated from everyone,
There was plenty to be found.
~*~
Cody curled up next to his love, who was fast asleep:
He was happy with his little family,
Containing hearts so deep.
Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 7:58 PM UTC