how i licked your words
touched the tips
the sensual
every sensation
upon my lips
the vibrations
of your kiss
caressing my spine
giving me light
holding me right
in it’s time
when you were mine
i was yours
under the moonlight
of venice way
from midnight till dawn
the warmth of your arms
that kept me warm
throughout the storm
What if I were to wish upon a blood moon that I could have you standing here and I standing there? And when it happens to arrive in eighteen years, that you’ll be there, waiting for me like I’ll be waiting for you. As we did on the night where the moon shined down and I saw you standing in white with eyes that could ignite and a fire which couldn’t quite die.
i sit in a world
of you
where you are
the only being
the only the one
i see
in trees at night
clouds for days
where the haze
sits and twirls
grabbing my feet
caressing my hair
taking me there
in and out
where we used to be
where we used to sleep
how i used to feel
before you grabbed
twirled me through
your fingers
and crushed
with palms
with force
with intensity
i still seem to feel
two years
too late
i sip you
eat youyour brain
upon my chin
your heart
upon my souli twist you
between my fingershow i loved you with detail
yet you loved in variation
with certain days and moods
yet i loved you with all i couldand even when i knew
i knew
yet i loved you
with more than i shouldand here i stand
still loving you
with your heart in my hands
your brain on my chin
your words on my lips
hatred flowing down to my hips
into, unto
our souls
latched, tossed
packed and crossed
we sat upon
all that was
hoped to be found
to regain what once was
and become what we had lost
There was no unknown. He loved me and I loved him. There was no question, no doubt, no uncertainty, which perhaps caused us to lose ourselves indefinitely and enter a void so permanent. One where we stood with such confidence, which sounds lovely; but when you believe you have everything, you simply lose everything.
I sip my wine as look at the sky and hope you’re alright. Just like all those times I sat and looked you dead in the eye.
i loved him
in bits
in pieces
in ways i couldn’t quite understand
until he stood by his own
and killed with all he could
just little words
subtle movements
breath
and energy filled hatred
Don’t allow people to come in and out of your life when it only benefits them.
