You never get over that love
that eats into your bones.
Such a love remains whole,
even when only dust remains.
Tag: love
You
Your love of unimportant things,
the way you hold cutlery at 2 am,
Ice cream and passionfruit eyes.
Your expensive underwear taste,
the wiggling that goes on daily,
kisses after drinking apple juice.
Such love is only a
once in a million love
that I found with you.
Summer Lovin’
sweet acidic grapefruit juice splashes
squeaky thongs on the kitchen floor
summertime lovin’ in the suburbs
No Answers
Your head is low; you sit and wait. The clock ticks loudly. Even in death, there is no escape from the time.
The smell of anti-bacterial solution numbs the senses and leaves a sense of sadness in your thoughts.
You are sitting and waiting with such intensity; the flatlining beeps and the screams of urgency jolt you. Your head turns towards the sky, only the ceiling.
Anguish grips your chest. There is a knowing that this is the end; numb feelings and recollections of little things about the face you love.
You wait for answers, which never come. Time passes, and fatigue sets into your bones. A person arrives, trepidation increases, and you know your world is shattering: a knowing of sadness.
A person says, “Come with me…“.
The silence, as you look down. Ghosts wait in the wings for sadness to come so they can feed and devour on the stench of heartbreak.
One look and you know he is not there, yet his body remains on the bed. The sheets are white, his flesh is cold, and you know death has come to the love of your life.
Your world softens as a kind hand touches your skin.
Even now, you feel love and know you will get through this. You know this, yet what of your love?
Thoughts of You
Madness sweeps through,
yet you always make someone cling to you.
Love pushes right through;
sometimes I wonder why I came to love you.
Dark days pushed through.
Two Ghosts
You sit at that mahogany desk you love
diligently researching paranormal things.
You look for an answer to what isn’t clear;
sadness is cruel to your burning heart.
You miss me; I know this very, very well,
I miss you and hold on in this place still.
You held me in the last moments of life,
I remember all your words and actions.
You feel my touch, but I do alarm you so
I whisper in your ear, “Be my lungs, love.”
You look pained and move so violently
I cannot catch you as you fall from me.
You left those papers to be with me today
I’m sorry, yet it had to be this way, my love.
You see me now, but there is much horror;
I felt that way too, yet this horror will pass
you say, “It was always you here close.”
I say with conviction, “Yes. Always close.”
You look at me, and I look at you, and we see
we see the love we have for each other.
Lioness from Eden
Never one to believe in anything,
you adopt an elitist attitude towards those who hold opinions that are not your own.
A lady finds you to be her one and only,
for you and her connected many lives ago.
Now you’re arguing insistently, without
fully appreciating what her lips and mind are explaining.
She feels a pang of hurt as you tear layers of her arguments away without thinking of the consequences.
Not one to see your folly, you shovel the dirt from an increasingly large hole.
Seeing a chance, she pounces upon your weak argument like a Lioness from Eden.
Now you can see her, and your elitist bullshit begins to falter and fall away.
She catches you with her teeth, and you flail about like a rabbit not long for death; you both find deep love in two pairs of eyes.
Love, Lies and Lullabies
Sing your sunny lullaby,
tell me you want me.
I love the lies I tell myself,
speak but don’t talk.
Lie about committing to me,
hurt me and hate me.
Tell me I’ll never be your Ms Right,
I will say you are wrong.
Haunt me when you speak to me,
about Love, Lies and Lullabies.
From Dragons
The burning embers of our love blow along the wind to run up and down our skin. We came from a place only the Dragons knew, yet it was a place of passionate fire.
We had it all until you tore a hole through my heart, and I smashed our love into shards of crystal.
We stand in the silent darkness waiting for the earthquake to crush what is left of our love and return it all to the dirt ash.
My chest aches and yours broke;
still, I wish we hadn’t fucked it all into pieces.
Love and Light
your beautiful fluidity
flowing through us
from below
light
from above
love
our love
and
our light
C & K 