with a
whisper-
you drew me closer
than i’d been
before,
and when our lips
met i felt a
longing
stronger than my
fear of
more.
poetry
stirring coffee
for the
swirl..
it
spins
while foam
bleeds
in
as bubbles
separate.
take me..
like only you
know how
to hold me like
you do..
not need the same
from me..
though i’m pleased
to hold you
too.
in mind’s
grey
the earth stops
spinning
long enough for
new colors to
emerge
from all corners of
the world.
you tamed the chaos
behind my
pupils
with mere mention
of a future
that wouldn’t present
in jagged
shards
for me to piece
together
alone.
change,
once again..
neutralizing expectations
and demands
of a mind, in
control
of
nothing.
hoped i could
outkiss
you
mistaking every
chance for
a test,
while i should have
yielded to the
wet
of passion on
my lips.
the piano sounds of
trickling
water
to tickled senses
held under
spell like
magic
awakens
soul submerged.
passenger’s side
was as close
as i’d
get
to knowing
driver’s
mind
though inches
from mine.
the sky has not
woken
yet i’m up for
its birth-
forgoing sound
rest,
on the dawn of
new hope,
i’m suspicious
at best.
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