Wrap me in your silky arms, ribbons of love around my wrists. I’ve found myself within your knots, Tied up, or down, or in your kiss. This noose that hangs around my throat, A final breath I'll never miss. Suffocating in our dreams, Consoled through death by wandering lips.
I let my guard down, to be replaced by another’s secure arms in an embrace that felt as natural as falling in love. In that moment, a star shot through the sky as if to say, “I’m here for you.” For the first time in a long time, I knew I was where I should … Continue reading Here for You
You have awoken me, my Spring Sun, from a cold and barren winter. My weathered branches are now colored by the vibrant palette of a heart in bloom. What of you, beauty? Will you keep my love as you have kept the smile on my face since the day we met? Or am I in … Continue reading Another Love Poem
What were you to me?Would you believeYou were everything? Did you see this coming?Holding me and pretendingWe'd wake up togetherIf we refused to let go... But we let goAnd now I don't knowWhat I was to you... What was I to you?A good excuse?Someone you could tell everything to... I saw this coming.Holding you, I … Continue reading What Was I?
Petals drip from golden hair, which drops so lightly from her head. Rouge rubbed softly in her cheeks, she hums a tune of soft repress. Bluer lace wrapped round her neck- a navy noose adorned with gems. Wrapping silks of whites and reds, she wraps her mind around the end. While teardrops wake in emerald … Continue reading Maiden
I thought I could live in the river; I thought I could survive on the tiny bits of algae it fed me from time to time, that I could tame it and morph its path and power toward a destination beneficial to myself. I thought I was the only one who could truly understand the … Continue reading The River
The first words were gentle, Caught up in a cloud of nerves, Unsure of where to drop their swell, But knowing things would fall soon. When they did, It was a gift to the desert land, Nothing but sand- Each drop brought something new. We’ve never been much less since then; Teasing lovers, closer friends. … Continue reading For You
They told me he’d come, if I’d only hold on. He’d fly to my window and we’d both be gone. The sun would rise on our forms in the sky, The girl who caught the hero’s eye. But I’m still alone, no sign of his cape. Is the “S” meant for “super”, or “Sorry I'm … Continue reading Waiting Up
Eyes gently open, As the dawn consumes her face. Good morning, beauty.
Wrap me up in quarter notes, Breathing on a rest, Repeat the chorus two or three, make every verse your best. Memories coax my empty mind, Before swimming into view. Melodies dancing with my past, Old faces becoming new. I close my eyes and fall away, The music, my time machine. Taking me back to … Continue reading On Music and Nostalgia