I slowly drag my fingers
Through silk woven sheets
Feeling the warmth of my bodyÂ
Making my way up the curvesÂ
I reach the shallow holes
That hug the edges of my collarbone
For so long I begged
To be loved by strangers
But the only stranger I touch
Is me
Tag: love
We Had More
The truth is that sadlyÂ
I’m always prepared
When fighting the bad that you did
But pushing away
All that which could be great
Is the battle I can’t seem to win
Come Find Me
I always seem to trap myselfÂ
In the maze that is my mind
And without any navigational aid
You somehow find a way through
Constantly and effortlessly pulling me
Out of a self-created labyrinth
Not even I could escape the depths of
The Best
A part of meÂ
Fiends to be
The best at what I do
Including but
Not limited to:
- The best at loving you
Thief
I came across him in the dark
And like a moth to a flame
He pointed out the parts of me
That were bright and full of life
And just as I stepped close
He stole that spark he claimed to love
And used it to light the path he left on
Never Good Enough
I once was an open sky
But you complained of no domain
So I then became a storm
To which you scorned my heavy rains
I fell down into a pond
For you to find all but arcane
So I grew into a river
Hoping to flow into your veins
My current brought me far
But see by then it was too lateÂ
You seem to love the clouds
I guess my sky wasn’t that great
Favorite Song
Imagine a poisonous melody
That’s stuck inside your headÂ
And no matter what you seem to do
It’s a tune you can’t forget
But replace it with a feeling
Still on loop it will never end
Like fingertips against the skin
You will never touch again
Let’s Start Over
A chance for you to be you
A chance for me to be me
A second chance that we deserveÂ
And together we will be
Warmth
I stood outside in the sun today
And let the heat hug my skin
Only to realize that not even the sun
Can compare to the warmth of your love
A Moon Amongst Others
I was always intrigued by the mere thought of you. Walking within the thick of a crowd, the long anticipated moment would finally arrive as your arms embraced me. I gleamed as if I were a child meeting their hero, nothing but admiration in my eyes and hoping to spend whatever time I had occupying your presence. A nervous-wreck, it took everything for me to balance the excitement that was slipping from the words I somehow managed to string into sentences. Those moments are lost now.
What's Mine Is Yours 