Caught.

“Are you cold?” you whisper, your warm breath caressing my ear, sending deep shivers down my spine. I shake my head slowly, afraid that maybe if I move too fast, you wouldn’t be able to catch me. 

And I need you to,

more than I’ve ever needed anything else.

Sheets.

And you catch every single one of my breaths

in between your fingertips

and I love the way you move me

through the evening air

satin on satin

and the way you breathe my name

in the crevices of my neck

Sometimes I think.

and she longed to know if

in his mind, she was the only constant source

of late-night conversations and broken hearts

and if his voice

could still make fireworks go off

even in silence

You left me

There's nothing left to hold me back 

and this empty air i grasp pleads me

move on move on

but my feet are static and my toes

still remember how warm your duvet was

the heat of your breath

fading, fading into the chill

of the morning air

Two different things.

You are like water and i am oil

.

Sometimes I would forget your existence

and instead chase after sober dreams, mere fragments

of thoughts and realities spun into a complex narrative

befitting for a true prince and princess of fairytales

.

we're forever apart

yet so perfectly together

Even if.

And even if forever was never,

i'd like to spend them in your arms,

even if forever was never, really, truly

enough.

Risky.

I never planned on falling in love with him, or to use him to fill up the vast emptiness inside my heart. I was only hoping that a part of me could be healed if I could put him back together.

Love came later--much later and only after I knew about his passion for art--and in the flash of summer heat, I found myself always setting the dinner table with two plates and two wine glasses.

Fear is believing.

it's a long way down, she said

so jump and fall, he said

but i'm afraid, she said

i'll catch you, he said

but I'll break, she said

that's okay, he said

because it means that you're still human.

Autumn love.

before autumn leaves smoke themselves dry 

tell me how long you're going to 

love me for

Lock my heart.

My diary is full of you

scribbles, letters, curling with your name

and my pen is getting tired of the commas

because i'm too afraid to put a full stop.

The story of us

And your name s i n k s
into my skin--its ice on a furnace
hot, hot, hot like your lips on mine

searing those promises
deep into my b o n e s
stealing away every breath of mine

with you,
i don't need air.

Taken.

his lips promise spring

and he tastes dewdrops--

dwelling in love petals

budding like roses

flowering in its simplicity

i n n o c e n t

no more.

and you will never know

because I will never tell

and for all downcast eyes

demure from sinful lies

hides a girl broken

ripped ap--art by you

and you will never know.

Tapping on my heart.

and fingers tap the windowpane

keeping time with my heartbeat

tap ta-tap tap ta-tap tap

and when you smile

sometimes i skip a count,

just to let you sink in

6 senses.

y  o  u 

smell of {temptation}

taste of {frustration}

look like {possession}

sound like {jealousy}

feel like {desire}

and i sense l o v e.

Rent.

my heart is the empty room

you took over without permission

made it your home

fluffed up the cushions

painted the walls

and spilled coffee on the floor

listening to old 80's music

and now I can't live without your colour

For I am unwanted.

like a rose

you grow

 entwine around my ribs

and crawl up my sternum

to wrap tightly around my heart

intoxicate me with your scent

poison me with your beauty

and stab me with your thorns

dripping with burning sin

and i nestle

like a weed

in between your leaves

to find the soothing shade i crave

and seek your delicious poison

feed on our sins

like the desperate tormentor i am

useless and dangerous

green with envy

holding on

like a lifeline

Because I am autumn.

autumn leaves tremble under your fingertips

and they b r e a k

falling and fading into

nothingness

but in your arms i am something

[warm&

fragile&

vulnerable&]

maybe I don't mind

breaking.

My love, I fly.

Because in my dreams I can fly

so I fly to you, amor meus

[ my love ]

beating hard with charred wings

i hold on to the unforgiving wind, ardor meus

[ my passion]

the shackles are burning reality into my ankles, 

but i keep running--i run to you, vita mea

[ my life ]

over oceans of broken glass i may fall

but i will fly, to you

Aevum, amor meus

[ forever, my love ]

Empty hands.

calm your stormy heart

and pull together the stitches

that held apart the dreams so painful

this glass-heart you hold in trembling hands

you can't dream because you have lost

but

calm dreams won't return to stormy hearts

and cease those dreamless nights

let the ashes of your heart

rise to meet the salty foams

that wash away your tearful sighs

and let your lips meet his ocean eyes

then kiss the crossroads on his brow

and tread along that dusty road

and 

leave footprints on his

sullen heart

and let the waves

wash hers behind