i’m atop your lips
in dire twists
on beds of death
to feel like this
i speak spanish
in your ears
our touch takes two
we split in motions
to transcend in moments
is to feel like this
fingers on skin
poetry in the wind
the fire burns
it takes two to tango
an angel to make this
feel like what it is
you and i
together in sin
at night we feat
to defeat ourselves
the emotions we leave
at tables we’re turning
in emotions we’re burning
between sheets at night
next to a simmering candle light
-
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i die on your lips
to taste your kiss
an undying wish
to be with
someone like you
yet i feel the pain
to be alone
to be within
for us to hold
and for you i stroke
my nails against your spine
hoping to be with you at night
with tangled scars
legs twined
i feel you in this
and this is nothing
like what it’s like
to die in your twists
in sheets at night -
i fine tune nights
on the devils swing
turning with ease
i peddle my feet
into your life
to twirl on fine lines
in dark nights
where shadows hold
me at guard of myself
and i break because i can
in half
in edges
on lines where dots create
space for myself
the rhymes
weren’t for you
but for i
for life until we died
a relationship in disguise
of what it truly was
like bleeding knives
knights on horses
in forests looking for divine intervention
and i feel you in the cold
the ghost that riddles my feet
under sheets where i left me
for men i hadn’t known for longer than the night
we never had this
i never had that
it was unrequited
but it made sense
its how i penned you a love letter
in a journal under night
in a chair overlooking the city
with wine and time
and you in my mind -
The perfect relationship is defined by you. It’s not defined by what you read or the unrealistic expectations people give to validate themselves.
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i follow you in depth
in a darkness you choose to void
like our space in time
and revelations i keep at guard
i touch your tango
your space against mine
in a tune to feel oasis
your heart atop mine
but darkness folds
it lies to suck
you succumb to what you don’t disregard
a rhythm is a choice
not a pattern
you and i against each other
was a choice
not something that mattered
because our minds in a moment
change within a second
and you and i never mattered
because what you reap is what you sow
consequences of what happened
and our lives changed within a darkened moment
i twirl within a song
a lyrical moment of what we had
and you see as i go
from twenty-two to years
we were avant-garde
yet i seem to be
always at guard
always a second too far -
a darkened hue
with lips like cherries
eyes of lightning
and that’s the moment
i knew we were on fire -
it moves in waves
in my mind
like time on edges
you on pages
i turn with aggression
to remember an eve
where things went
from everything
i had dreamed
and i talk in a rhythm you fail to understand
because a rhyme is a way of symbolism
rhymes in your mind don’t quite make sense
like fingertips on ribs i touch
while you lie atop your bed
like lies i spew in moments
to make you feel in whole with my mind
i’d touch to touch
but not to feel
to make you feel
like we were more than it was
because i had nothing left to lose
and nothing to gain
but memories in you
was an emotional gain
of depth i tune to
in shadows at night
to feel like i’m human
and not just standing
in a room of people
talking to talk
about nonsense
about nothingness
about how i love because
i’m supposed to
not because i want to -
Sometimes forever doesn’t happen. And that’s something we all occasionally forget.
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i told you
you were darling
in essence of a man
with depth before i made
you in time of our past
creating hairs like man
but skin of a clove i peeled
you in mine
grasping your skin
grabbing your mind
twirling into a tune
i sung from moons in bays
with glistens in the distance
and waves beyond
anything we could ever
comprehend
