Your face appears to me amidst a dream
Sapphire eyes blinking, hot stars in the night sky
Peach lips part and you whisper softly
"You should open up more"
Your voice like a calm spring breeze
I didn't know what you meant
But I don't think you meant like this
No, never like this.
I open up and I bleed
All over my mother, she screams that I'm staining the floor
I open up and I bleed
All over my father, he shouts to get a plaster
I hear their voices
My insides coat the bannisters of our empty hallway
The oily red staining the brown, turning Maroon
I've always liked this colour I think to myself
But it makes my parents really mad
I hear them again
"Get a towel" my mother screams
Is it to stem the bleeding I wonder?
No. She starts scrubbing the floor.
I slump down. I see stars.
I hear my mother yelling
"What have you done?!"
What have I done?
Where are your sapphire eyes?
I blink my eyelids closed
I'll see them again once I sleep
Where are your sapphire eyes?
I feel your peach lips upon my cheek
As butterflies dance over our skin
I see your eyes.
Your sapphire eyes.
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Wednesday, 5 October 2016
Sapphire Eyes
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Thursday, 22 October 2015
Twisted Love Affair
We fell in love in a drug infused haze
The track marks on our arms our only
destination
We would lie in that bed lost for days
Entranced by your penetrating gaze
Our love was like an unending sedation
We fell in love in a drug infused haze
My friends they told me you were a phase
But with you I finally found salvation
We would lie in that bed lost for days
As I close my eyes, my love for you it
stays
You were my heroin and I gave into
temptation
We fell in love in a drug infused haze
Without you there is no life, my body
decays
I’ll press the needle into my arm, my final
aspiration
We would lie in that bed lost for days
Constant visions of you my mind replays
Picturing your body burning, the cremation
We fell in love in a drug infused haze
We would lie in that bed lost for days
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Thursday, 15 October 2015
Follow Me Out Of The Dark
Take my hand I’ll lead you out of the dark
And follow me through the shades of my soul
Take my hand and then we will disembark
Follow me, I'll rebuild you, make you whole
Take my heart and I will show you my love
Tell me your secrets and I’ll tell you mine
I love you more than the heavens above
You are my heart, I am forever thine
I find you in the darkest of places
I can see you where the light does not reach
You’re in part of me, all of the spaces
For you to follow me, I do beseech
Follow me out of the dark, my always
I am ever immortal in your gaze
Sunday, 11 October 2015
Poetry In Motion
You are the iron in my veins
You are the smell of the rain
You are poetry in motion, my dear
and I have never been so clear
You are the spaces in between
You are the one thing I need
You are poetry in motion, my love
and you are all I can think of
You are the smell of the rain
You are poetry in motion, my dear
and I have never been so clear
You are the spaces in between
You are the one thing I need
You are poetry in motion, my love
and you are all I can think of
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