one planet too many.i.More Like This
the substance of dreams
is hidden inside my cheek,
involuted kisses hiding nightly
where no sleight of eye will see
the same shame that crawls under
my blood like some flawless secret
residing in the hollows of my heart.
it is too early to see the stars. you
are hiding behind cloudy dreams, waiting
for them to find you, your
frost-bitten heart and crashing hopes held
in the folds of your hand.
the minutes are running away, and you wonder
if maybe you're too far gone
for them to ever find you.
or maybe the sky is too close to see,
the seconds too long to hold. every point
of light is somebody's sun and when i read
your future in my palms, you are all but absent.
i am only a star to you. how
can you skip this space and see
the hidden place when it is still
too bright to grasp at galaxies?
you were the kind of beautiful that was
vanishing, like patterns in the sky and
lines of happiness etched onto your soul and
magical moments that are always there
but not always felt.
crashing.'think of yourself as a breath of air,' he tells me. 'compared to the overall atmosphere, you are tiny. insignificant.'More Like This
'but someone out there is breathing you in,' he continues. 'they're living off of you. you are the oxygen in their lungs, running through their veins and keeping them alive.'
i think that i'd be the polluted kind of air. the kind nobody wants. the kind that ends up killing people.
but i keep these thoughts inside.
'if i fell, would you catch me?' i ask, your fingers cold in mine.
'the crash is never as bad as they make it sound,' he says cryptically.
i take this to mean no.
'what do i remind you of?' you ask.
i have no answer.
but one day, i will find it.
and i'll write you a letter, because we both know you'll be long gone by then.
you remind me of dreams.
sometimes, i'll wake up from them happy. sometimes, i'll be afraid and crying.
sometimes, i'll just wake up empty.
but in the end -
i never can hang onto them.
Undress MeYou undress me with a single glance followed byMore Like This
A solitary smile of upturned lips.
The kind of smile that shines from your eyes.
One that wrinkles your nose and underneath your eyes.
The fire dancing across the deepest of blue hues that ignites the passion inside.
You undress me by layers like peeling a banana or an orange.
Getting down to the nitty gritty of what makes me tick.
Like clock work I can see the desire etched across your face.
You undress me from head to toe without having me in your bed.
Stand at the bar naked in your eyes.
No need for intros, you're already fucking me in your mind.
Parched lips and hardening dick, breaking out in a cold sweat.
Already lovers in your fantasy land filled of hot girls riding you
Like a bull from across the bar.
You undress me with your eyes as I encourage it
As I lower my breasts to hard wooden table.
Soft, delicate giggles slip past my lips
As I let my tits do the talking for words don't need to be said.
It would ruin this moment of eye se