Your Feline Shadow...Go ahead and tell me,Your Feline Shadow... in Free Verse More Like This
Your darkest deepest fear,
Whisper it, type it slow,
And never let them hear
Because you know how much I care,
You know what I really mean,
And because I care so deeply,
You're secret's safe with me.
Go ahead and tell me,
Who you really love,
Whisper it, and type it slow,
And never let them know
Because you know that I still care,
So I'll never tell you no,
I'll support your whims on hand,
And never to let go.
So go ahead and tie the string,
Draw the face of my true soul,
Tickle, laugh, and trick me, boy,
But you have to know,
That these games make it difficult,
They make it oh so hard
I care for you,
And yet you're not sure..... who you care for
And I can't let go
I'll be here,
Waiting, smiling, laughing, and playing as always seen.
I'll be here,
Hoping, trusting, caring, and saying what I mean
And you'll be there,
Swaying to and fro,
Never knowing who to love
I'm your feline shadow, boy,
Burnt PopcornI cremated a bag of popcorn in my microwave...Burnt Popcorn in Emotional More Like This
and it's honestly not that bad...
but each individual piece tastes like a memory forgotten,
smokey and warm, like campfires in autumn...
if I close my eyes while the soft skin of the piece melts on my tongue,
I can imagine the crinkle of fire and the sparks of fallen ashes...
the miraculous image of twirling smoke against Orion's Belt...
And the harsh, reawakening sounds of pulling the individual black pieces of wood back into the center, raking the powdery ashes into a circle, and realigning every smokey brick...
And even though we never shared a campfire before, I really would like to...
to be able feel it burn my lips when we sit too close, and to have your arm around my waist as you lean into my hair....To hear you sigh as the night lingers on, in the beauty of firey autumn winds....
All this, from a cremated bag of popcorn smoking up my kitchen...
You Amuse MeHow do you amuse me?You Amuse Me in Free Verse More Like This
Simply by being here.
For some reason,
I can't help but smile.
I can't help but enjoy myself when you're around.
I'm smiling again...
You say things that bring out my buried laughter,
You say things that patch up my scarred heart a little bit each day
How do you amuse me?
Simply being here,
And for some reason,
Laughter truly is the cure
So yes, you amuse me,
And please, please don't ever stop
You, Just YouYou ..you make me think of,You, Just You in Free Verse More Like This
Soothing lavender-colored cloth,
Twinkling indigo, midnight skies,
The first taste of autumn in a warmed coffee cup,
Hazel scented steam twisting everywhere
Fiery eyes of gold and dreams of silver hair,
A glinting smile, a smirk .
The softest touch,
And inked vines coiled across softer skin,
Sleeping lilies and koi fish across bronze tinted plates,
And the comforting hand, the reassuring gesture,
For fear of metallic insanity .
Peeking from behind silver scales,
Towering above like sharpened swords,
Smiling to myself,
I watch your careful eye,
The weight of your shoulder against mine,
That determined smirk, again,
And a new look of awe.
Have I brought that smile to your lips, my friend?
Am I the one that brought that beautiful treasure forth?
I follow, step around, and raise my eyes,
Looking away, I feel your steady hand on my back, once more .
Something tugs at my spirit,
And a shiver on my porcelain skin,
Please tell me I'm the on
A Therian Curse or BlessingWhen I'm near you,A Therian Curse or Blessing in Free Verse More Like This
And close my eyes,
I can feel my claws,
My phantom tail weighing on my spine,
The twitching ears perked,
The flattened ridge above a small nose,
I can imagine everything,
And it feels so weird and amazing and startling and perfect in the same second.
She may have called me a freak, but what I am is more than that.
I am not human, she cannot call me that much for my spirit.
I am feline trapped in a human masquerade,
My slitted irises burning under frosted glass,
And as I close my eyes,
And let you trace my jaw line,
Let you pull back my hair and chuckle,
I'm stuck between two worlds…
One is telling me it is better to shrug off this human skin and be my true self.
The other is telling me that I was meant to be yours in this way,
that I am stuck between two worlds to befriend you…to be here for you and you for me….
For if I was truly feline, I would not be able to speak to you.
I would not be able to laugh at your jokes,
Or play with you the way
CanvasThe staining ink of your darkest Sharpie,Canvas in Free Verse More Like This
The bitter scent both relaxing and startling
The gentle tug of felted tips and pen on skin
Just rest my head down,
Let the shivers take me,
I wish you could experience something similar,
But I wouldn't know how to explain,
How wonderful it feels,
When I become your canvas.
Closing my eyes,
I listen to your steady breaths,
Your soft but precise movements on my skin,
My arm stretched across the cool wood,
My knuckles lightly touching your chest
I think, if I lay still enough,
I can feel your heartbeat through my skin
When you set that ink upon my skin,
I forget about everything bothering me,
Everything hurting me
And let the shivers consume me,
When I become your canvas.
Just Like The LastClosing my eyes,Just Like The Last in Free Verse More Like This
The skinned cloth burns,
My lashes weighted with aged mascara
My shoulders ache from burdened stress
Stretching orange rays and lilac sighs .
Laying down my head,
Sunken into a thickened pillow,
Incense lazily traces my breath,
And I try to ease my gasps .
Holding myself together tonight.
Just like the last.
My heart is spread too thin,
Too much stress
Too much pain
Too much time
Why does chaos follow my wake,
Why does everything have to be so complicated
I go to sleep with wishes of kisses,
Dreams of lust and love,
Hopes of happiness and freedom,
And sympathy for those who happen to know me
Because here I am,
Holding myself together tonight,
Just like the last.
Juliet's Curse,My Own...Music used to be my aideJuliet's Curse,My Own... in Free Verse More Like This
Now it only makes it worse...
A star-crossed lover by trade,
This longing heart a curse
How is it possible to feel this much pain
To go to sleep crying his name,
Someone please, I'm begging you,
Tear out my heart, stitch up the skin.
It's like a venomous hole burning through my lungs,
A boiling thrum through my veins,
Hot tears cool my skin, and taint my tired lips,
I'm begging you, tell me the cure
Where is the cure that Juliet swallowed?
What is the potion that let her sleep?
And did she feel like me .
I'm begging someone, anyone,
To tell me how how to breathe and sleep again,
Because even though I've tried, and tried
The infection is still devouring my soul,
And forbidding me to let go .
Did He Just Say....The words drifted in the air,Did He Just Say.... in Free Verse More Like This
Like silver sugar lacing my smile,
I feel the skin around my eyes and neck warm and tint with red,
I cast down my eyes and smile,
There they are,
His fingers in my hair again,
Tapping and playing,
But all I can hear are those words
Dancing through my head like perfect hallucinations,
But he said them .he did
."We could be" ..
The Truthful RealmIf I were to look through a different world,The Truthful Realm in Free Verse More Like This
I could see you smiling softly,
Your hand stroking something orange-furred and sleeping.
On your left is a golden-eyed tabby,
Her tail striped with three dark rings,
Her whiskers long and patience thin,
But heart, greater than the sun.
Sitting there beside you,
Is what I feel to be
In this alternate world,
Where spirits run true,
That is where I am
I look up to you,
I feel for you,
I forgive your every sway,
And I feel envious of this other realm,
Every breaking day.
Because if I were to be what I am.
I'd be with you most afternoons,
You'd come home and I'd be there waiting,
Waiting just for you.
And around my neck would be a ribbon,
Golden with my name,
And you smile as you placed your palm upon my brow,
And chuckle when I purred.
I am often envious of this other realm,
Where spirits run as they are true,
Because what my therian side is telling me,
Is that I belong with you