The memories
printed
ink stained
and stored away
often
for a lifetime
never to be
seen again
sometimes
only a reminder
of what
was lost or
once was
most times
just remaining
inside the frame
of a polaroid
The memories
printed
ink stained
and stored away
often
for a lifetime
never to be
seen again
sometimes
only a reminder
of what
was lost or
once was
most times
just remaining
inside the frame
of a polaroid
I wish
the stars
were mine
to give
I’d pick them
one by one
just for you
until
the sky
were empty
You’re a book
I’ve never seen
I want to
read your truth
line by line
as your soul
bleeds upon
all the pages
in between
I whisper
my dreams
into the night
hoping
they find
their way
through the universe
to you
His fingers
ever so slowly
dance across my skin
tracing away
all my insecurities
warm gentle lips
kiss away
the haunting pain
that is buried
deep beneath my skin
at first glance
does he know
who I really am
or the weight
of my existence
his words
sweet like candy
I taste
in the deepest
most fragile parts of me
the warmth
like liquid
escapes me
filling my very soul
intoxicating
and satisfying
What if
dreams came true,
would you
ever stay awake?
I catch
your smile
in my heart
where it leaves
impressions forever
Had an opportunity to write with my talented friend. Thank you Surrealisticdreams!
Sifting through
the lonely thoughts
that come
floating down
one by one
until they hit
the ground
Like flakes of snow
they gather
in piles
according to
their ranks
except for the ones
I tuck away
not ready to
let them go
Saving them all
deep inside
my stone walls
wish
after
wish
I lock
them all away
Until I find
the right stars
to attach each
beautiful one to
til then
they will remain
in this
wishing well
words
fall like rain
upon
naked flesh
hour by hour
the passion
builds
fingers dance
searching the depths
of my core
the waves
arrive
one after another
until sated
intoxicating
the scent of us
lingers
filling the room