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Have you ever imagined
the sunrise
framed by our hands,
like dove wings
our fingers flutter
and
all of the light
flows through the gaps.
Your embrace,
the way your cheek
fits
so perfectly
against my shoulder,
how your hair
pours down
in little mahogany streams
makes everything
seem so much more
meant to be.
Beneath the black and silver,
counting stars,
the kaleidoscopic effect
of your amber eyes
makes the world
seem so much smaller,
and yet
a million times more vast,
endless
like this love.
Your heart
feels like heaven
when it beats
against my check,
or ripples
against my fingertips,
against my lips...
there
is no denying this desire,
this power,
this
amazing bond
that unites us
with the freedom
of
love's infinite caress.
Your eyes open
and I am consumed by them,
by you,
and I long only
to breathe the air
graced
by your presence,
to give
every piece of my heart
to you
every single day
until you
can feel the everything
you've
always dreamed of,
you've always deserved,
and I know,
like you know too,
that I
will never stop loving
you.
the sunrise
framed by our hands,
like dove wings
our fingers flutter
and
all of the light
flows through the gaps.
Your embrace,
the way your cheek
fits
so perfectly
against my shoulder,
how your hair
pours down
in little mahogany streams
makes everything
seem so much more
meant to be.
Beneath the black and silver,
counting stars,
the kaleidoscopic effect
of your amber eyes
makes the world
seem so much smaller,
and yet
a million times more vast,
endless
like this love.
Your heart
feels like heaven
when it beats
against my check,
or ripples
against my fingertips,
against my lips...
there
is no denying this desire,
this power,
this
amazing bond
that unites us
with the freedom
of
love's infinite caress.
Your eyes open
and I am consumed by them,
by you,
and I long only
to breathe the air
graced
by your presence,
to give
every piece of my heart
to you
every single day
until you
can feel the everything
you've
always dreamed of,
you've always deserved,
and I know,
like you know too,
that I
will never stop loving
you.
Literature
Angstxiety
I am work weak on Wednesday
in a heap of hangover and hesitation
with fingers on a phone haptically
actively anticipating feedback—
I need that why do I need that.
My angst and anxiety
is constant and courses
and throbs with a pulse
that demands concern
of a baby boomer crooning poetic
in the distance to call me antisocial, or you know,
you could just call me.
If being this busy in an age
of constant communication
feels like having slept
but not feeling rested,
I'd rather cancel my plans
like a responsible millennial
and go to bed.
Literature
misalignment
our hearts became a pair
of unsynchronized clocks
a time-bomb never
meant to detonate;
i fell in love
then you fell in love
but it just wasn't
with each other
Literature
the ghost
I don't know what I'm waiting for,
because I am a ghost and yet
I sit on my hands and wonder
where you've been -
I walk the forest in circles,
the methodical crunch
of leaves beneath my feet
and I remember
that you made me feel small,
and alone. here I am, facing
this brilliant hue that is me and myself
and I am the ghost but somehow
you are haunting me.
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When you put your arms around me, I know there's nowhere else I'd rather be.
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