No matter how far away you are, you sleep at the tip of my tongue, where your name is soft & warm in my mouth. Advertisements
Alone is having the whole bed to yourself.
Lonely is sleeping on his side.
I may not be able to convince
you that you are beautiful,
but I’m willing to
hold the mirror for Continue reading “You are beautiful”
I want everything. All of it. Without conditions and without compromise. I want it loud and I want it fast. I want it hard .I want it to consume me, to drown me, to lift me up and to let me fly. I want to be awed by it, repulsed by it, tested by it and challenged by it. I want everything. No limits, no questions, no guilt, no regrets.
I just want to be happy.
You tell me to meet you half way,
but not one step in my direction.
You tell me how desperately you
want me, but you don’t extend your
arms to pull me close. You say you
can’t live without me, but you live
beyond the ocean, beyond what my
eyes can behold. You say I am always
in your mind, but I share that space
with the hundred reasons why I am
not by your side. You plead with me
not to forget you, but I swear
I’ll keep trying till I do.
Day 7, for my life in #7daysofblackandwhite, no people, no explanation.
Day 6, for my life in #7daysofblackandwhite, no people, no explanation.
Day 5, for my life in #7daysofblackandwhite, no people, no explanation.
I don’t know why men continue to come into my life regardless of the No Vacancy sign I’ve hung on my heart. Always the right men at the wrong time. It’s as if somehow they know that I’ll take them in anyway. There must be something about me that says stay.
Continue reading “If I be wrong”
Poetry doesn’t belong to those who write it, but those who need it.
– Pablo Nedura
Day 4, for my life in #7daysofblackandwhite, no people, no explanation.
Day 3, for my life in #7daysofblackandwhite, no people, no explanation.
The last thing I remember
is the way your eyelashes
tickled my cheek
when we said goodbye. Continue reading “The softest things”