You’ve made yourself comfortable in my head and I never really had a say. I see images of you come and go, always leaving me a little out of breath. Your eyes I usually remember first when you are not here but crave to be alone. And when you’re gone, I wish I wasn’t so shallow as to always revere your beauty first, but it is your inner wealth I love the most. Although I’m not even sure if that’s the truth, because from your eyes, your smile, my thoughts always drift off to the whole of you: your freckles, your mind, your laugh. I wish I could say that’s where I linger, but in my thoughts I’m always quick to explore your scars, dents and curves. And unlike before I do not wish to be repaid for giving you pleasure for it is your happiness I seek above all else.
I saw a tree cut down today
its remains cast aside to fade away
young branches a fresh lush green, decorated with buds
their youthful beauty now covered with mud
and as I looked at them they resembled me
those leaves my dreams never meant to be
but like those leaf-buds I ignore the pain
and put my hope into the rain
to sprout some roots, grow and transform
to become a tree unwavered by storm
Your kiss has left a bitter taste in my mouth
A craving for solitude and quiet
A hunger for living my life alone
The certainty I’m better off
without the frenzy of your love
“I won’t mention her to you,” he said, “I promise.” The smile he gave me genuine. He was convinced I was the lucky one for he was interested in me. After all, hadn’t I been the loyal friend to lure him into bed? The fact that he had just left his wife and now asked to move in with me a form of flattery for him, a sign of devotion not shared by me.
Can I just lie here for a while
In your arms, protected from the noise outside
My head resting on your shoulder
Your breath tickling my skin
Until our lips meet for a moment
Surprising us both with a tender kiss
Curves and brains is what I want
sass, style and someone rocking on
that I found in you, my love
but the lives we lead keep us apart
I don’t know where it’s coming from
my feelings for you going strong
although we’ve only briefly met
my heart aches like it’s newly-wed
Inspiration is that thing I cannot grasp.
It used to come in waves, a lot like love.
But now it is because of you
and for that I am forever grateful.