I found you
in the darkness
of the night
as the clock ticks
in the quietness
of my mind
where my thoughts
are the very loudest
I found you
in the depths
of our words
each letter knowing
every syllable falling
finding comfort
in the sweet silence
between the periods
catching our breath
at the commas
and holding on
through the parentheses
I found you
in the ink
of my pen
that scatters across
this blank canvas
I found you
in the element(s)
that trickle through my veins
and into my heart
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As time slows
there are moments
when the clock
strikes its final hour
as the hands
ever so slowly
pass one another
time slows
to only a heartbeat
until our memories
fade into the night
Whisper to me
on days
like this
all I want
is for you
to run your fingers
across my skin
and whisper softly
to my soul
You are worth it
if I had
to go through
all of this again
just to be
here with you
in this world
in this moment
in this life
I would
in a heartbeat
because
you are worth it
you are worth
it all
you are worth
everything
Sweetest lie
thinking
you loved me
was the sweetest lie
I ever told myself
If I could
if I could
I would climb
inside of you
gently
laying upon your depths
slowly stroking your bones
caressing your veins
and kissing
all the delicate ways
your body moves
on the inside
Letting go
I find it impossible
to catch my breath
inside this universe
without you
but I know
that even in
letting go
your love will forever
linger upon my layers
The promise we made
we once
made a promise
engraved
upon our souls
while in between
the gaps
of my beating heart
a lifetime passed
to be with you
in love
as the world
consumes us both
That summer night
oh how I wish
we were
back here
inside this moment
where dreams
lived on warm
summer nights
and love
filled our souls
Through space and time
time finds me
floating through
the echos
of that summer night
tick
tock
tick
tock
there you are
with stardust
in your eyes
and poetry seeping
from your fingertips
the words flow
one by one
speaking a language
of the universe
the one
only I can hear
and my soul
is stitched
to the silent abyss
of this space
where I will
wait for you
forever
The Creative Chic 