Painting hues

in the realm 
of tender whispers
where silence finds its voice
a dance of you and I 
an intimate love song
that replays within our touch
your lips like brushstrokes 
upon my delicate canvas
painting hues of desire’s bloom
each touch a stanza of longing
an ode to love’s sweet essence
for in this verse of stolen moments
where time itself doesn’t exist
a kiss becomes a timeless poem
etched in the depths of you and I

Unraveled

I’ve always believed 
that on the other side of me 
on the other side of this
there has always existed you 
it was in those quiet moments 
when all I could hear 
was the tick-tock of the clock 
I could feel the darkness of the night 
lying quietly upon my skin
and in these moments 
here with you
I feel so infinite
every layer of myself
begins to unravel
naked before you
wearing only my scars
and I am finally seen
finally free

She sits alone

she sits alone on the steps
of her broken home
waiting 
and wondering
as if time just stopped
with each car that passed
hopes would rise
and quickly fall again
she lost count of the hours
that went by
and fragments 
of that little girl
are still sitting on those steps
waiting
and wondering

sometimes
she can still hear
the cars passing by
and the emptiness that follows
but she knows
that he isn’t coming
he was never coming

This melody

I close my eyes and smile
as I feel the strumming
of the music
flowing across my skin
remembering the time we danced
your lips making promises
for your body to keep
time slows
and my hips sway
in rhythm with your own
and I know
in this perfect moment
I’ll never feel 
the harmony of this melody
quite like this
again