FALL
I felt the cold wind on the back of my left leg
It was the only chill in our moment
Your fingers clenched around the hem of my skirt
As the pull and push of a our beings basked in the friction
Your wet lips at my throat made my ears ring
Time stretched and stood still as I slid your shirt over your head
The groans of the wind mixed with yours
As our bodies began to intertwine like the leaves in the air
Dream of me
Dream of me.
Your fingers lost in my hair
The scent of vanilla
lingering in the air
The flowers you bought,
Their petals on the ground
As you slowly take my body
And lay me down
Dream of me
When your not here
Dream of me
Just like I’m there
Dream of me
Dancing in the rain
Calling out in the silence
I fill with your name
The shirt that you gave me
Clings to my skin
As we race through the puddles
And I let you win
Dream of me
When your not here
Dream of me
Just like I’m there
And one day soon
When your dreaming again
I’ll be able to wake you
With the touch of my hand
Dream of me
When your not here
Dream of me
Just like I’m there
THE HIGH LIFE
Try.
Try it.
Give it a try.
See how it feels for your brain to be high.
Light.
Light it.
Light it on fire.
See how it feels for your soul to fry.
Sink.
Sink down.
Sink down deep.
See how it feels to not have to think.
Fall.
Fall down.
Fall down free.
See how it feels to not feel a thing.
*Side Note* Drugs are not my cup of tea, but for giving them a try I cannot judge those who make it a lifestyle :) Good day
One Night
He’s speaking to her
In a drunken rage
Eyes heavy
And soul bleeding angst
His lips are loose
And teeth are chilled
His eyes are red
And his heart beats still
He means nothing of
What he speaks
The liquor flows through him
As he squints to see
He is not what he once was
A man proud and pure
He’s souless and callous
His worlds a blur
Don’t let him into
Your dim lit world
He’ll take and forsake
Your precious pearls
Deja Vu
Standing,
Sulking in the corner.
The loudness seeping into me.
My heart rate mimicks the tempo.
I brush my hair aside so I can stare at something other than this drink.
I see you,
Head just above the dull crowd.
It’s your eyes,
Blue and brilliant that caught mine.
I will never forget those eyes.
They blink away from me as you start to move around the fading faces.
Walking slowly but headstrong this way.
Your finger tips so close, reaching for the hand that is holding my cup.
Just before you touch me a pale mangy haired woman will grab you.
I turn to see her strolling this way.
I have seen this moment before.
Will I, can I change what I have already foreseen?
I lunge needingly towards your smooth perfect hand just as she’s pouncing on you.
The drink I hold tips over onto her back.
She let’s out a scream and falls into your arms.
As you carry her away I’m left alone.
Standing,
Sulking in the corner.
He and Him
Eyes shut
Through blackest of night
The shadow lightens until the spectrum shows him
An outline
Of a lover gone awry
The deepest of browns
Flows around the lightest of peach
The muffled color scheme
Interupted by those saphire iris’
Trickling down the steep of his nose
Unto those ample plump lips
The scent illuminates the dark
As I hide in the shadows of my mind
For there is dark for guilt
Eyes open
Through lightest of day
The sun shines over the jet black sheen
The lightness twinges the shape of
taught strength
A deepest brown of the undergrowth of the world
hues from under those brows
Flowing over the long way to the brightest of full smiles
This scent is a present comparison to my past
And his brightness cannot penetrate the gray.
The Girl by the Sea
The Salty Breeze
Heavy over my skin
Makes me pace faster
With the rain pelting my back
The sea is sick today
Grey and green and bent
Kicking the dirty puddles
That fill on the ground
Filling my mind
With hazy thoughts
And wishing not to see
The warm dimly lit
Repititious space of
Day to day labor
So my pace slows
Until I’m dragging my
Dirty soaked black boots
Along this rugged cement
And clinging to this wet
Scent running up my nose
A Glimmer!
A flash of light
On this sunless day
Catches my eyes
I look left up the side
Of the soil toned building
And see the shine
That caught me
She is holding a silver locket
On a chain
It could not be called grey
For the way it sparkles
She is twirling it within
Her fragile pale fingers
Staring down unto it
Like a mother
To her newborn
Her face is concentrated
But beautiful
Full of light
I realized then
As I pulled my cold
Wet hand to my mouth
As to not gasp
The necklace could not
Have shined on this
Dark dull cloud covered day
There are no rays
From this sky
Nor brightness in that room
It is reflecting off
The light within her
The beauty of her soul
The warmth of her heart
The lightness of her eyes
And the sheen from her smile
Which she now
Shows to me
I drop my hand
Back to my side
And give her my
Best broken smile
The reflecting light
Broke our eyes
from each other
And when I peer
Up through her
Rain covered window
She and her necklace are gone
But the warmth and
Brightness I still feel
Or I would have thought
All this but my imagination
So I pick me
And my feet
Into a skip
Though the grey day
Along to warm shelter from
The Salty Breeze
Nightless Sleep
Tiptoeing across the cold
Baron hardwood floor
The cotton striped pajamas
Hanging loosely from my warm body
My heart filling up the silence with its beats
My fingers nimbly sliding along the wall
Back pressed against the blue textured surface
Breathing as lightly as possible
If not eminating breath at all
I’m almost to your door
The white fragile one
With the number 6 engraved in gold
Should I give it a tap?
Should I twist the metal knob?
Should I wake you from your sleep
Only to be told to return to my own?
I place my right ear upon your door
Waiting for signs of life
A sign that you are awake
Already having foretold of my coming
But all I hear is the air moving slowly
And carefully in and out of my mouth
Tonight I will sulk and sneak
Back into my room marked 3
To wait for the dark
To pulse over the sun again
Bonnie’s Lament
You are my guilty pleasure
You are the apple to my tree
You are my favorite mistake
You are the lightning to my sky
You are my Achilles heel
You are the darkness to my night
If my name were Bonnie you would be my Clyde,
And at least you are mine.
