There’s a glow beneath the surface
as the stars drift off to sleep,
greeting morning air with their slight kisses
light fading and transforming
into the deepest light of day…
warming the earth slowly as I can imagine your eyes
cracking with the break of dawn.
their blue pigments scattering across the sky,
falling between the clouds
like the missing pieces of my day you slowly fill back in,
caressing away all my worries as your fingers
whisper words of music to my shivering skin.
there’s a magic much like a changing summer day
lying deep within you,
rushing through your veins
and you can’t even see the light you’re bringing…
the warmth you wrap around me,
and the calm your sweet breaths of air create….
the coloration your golden hair and blue eyes paint across each moment
and the laughter no one can subdue.
there’s a smile from this glow,
growing larger with each second,
needless to say
it won’t stay beneath the surface.
your silence clamors in my ear
breaks my being beat by missed beat
I find I can no longer hear at all
there are words bouncing between my ears,
dripping through the cracks in my smile
but silent they remain.
never audible, but perhaps visible.
my face hidden behind this page,
you won’t see the quivers in between syllables,
or the shy glances at the end of each phrase,
you’ll only see content,
once this decoration stops,
this first stanza parts
and like the red sea my heart spills forth,
firm ground hits your feet
and soon you’ll be walking forward,
on top of the statements I lay at your feet,
like a coat over a puddle…
you will never touch the instability beneath
you are too gracious,
you are too beautiful
and you are too far away
your thoughts are a mystery,
yet forever you remain in the archives of my thoughts,
never stashed away,
you lie in smoke from the end of a cigarette,
you dance in between the syllables of a movie characters perfect one-liner,
you smirk behind every bat symbol,
and cold waters at night shimmer to your likeness
you are embedded in the threads of this universe
constantly just over my shoulder,
I think I love you in that indie movie fashion.
and that’s where my words remain
let’s harmonize with the waves bass tone
and lose our thoughts to home away from home
every morning I kiss the very edge of my coffee cup
like another’s lips pressed to mine,
a kiss to wake up to,
a sweetly caffeinated “good morning”
whispered against my tongue.
its a morning affair,
like pillow talk
or a gentle caress asking for one more kiss
and one more
don’t leave my bed this morning,
no you don’t have to go to work,
lets stay in today,
mouth to mouth lets stay
but by then
my coffee cup is empty
I must leave my love.
He was cigarettes and sex walking…
his lips twisted like smoke around hers,
their bodies – perfect reflections,
they were pushing, pulling,
they were the definition of “my drug”,
they were a haze,
every breath was a burning sensation,
“I’m still alive”
but who gives a fuck about that?
they were sweat personified,
in a heat as their bodies formed the ideal “one”.
every movement - orgasmic,
completely in this moment
who can deny a feeling like that?
they were life and death
all in one…
living so profoundly,
dying so quickly,
they were a fleeting wonder…
and he merely walked away.