Author: poetryfest

Softly, our fingertips meet, as eager as the lovers with no promise of tomorrow.

Timidly, my hands tremble along your face, my thumbs carving you into their memory.

You belong to me,
and I belong to you.
Every trouble melts away, because your lips belong to me, and mine belong to you.
You,
are an orchid, and your petals dance upon my mouth.
Let us bloom without a why, for tomorrow belongs to neither you, nor I.
A shadow of wine paints the corner of your mouth. Oh! How I long to breathe you in.
Softly you smile, and your tongue surrenders to mine.
Are you real, or a dream?
Our lips part…
I am no dreamer,
you are no dream.

seldom do i wish

for skin pressing on mine
as gentle as a whisper
as powerful as the mountain storm
so infrequently do i ask
for stars within me to collide
a breath so deep
it kisses my bones
safety in the arms of whom
i once called home
a deep necessity settles inside of me
a honeybee caught in the rain
from a journey too far
where the flowers are heavy with fruit
a once roaring fire begging for more
fuel, fuel for life
tiny snowflakes fallen indifferently
crying for time, more time
cravings for a touch so sensationally
entire
i believe I’ve experienced life in the skies

i cry and i cry and i cry

the clock is broken / I still count the minutes you took with you / there is a space between seconds / where I reach for you / my hand pulls at air / like I could still feel your skin there / but it’s always empty / the space between us is an echo / it fills the room with nothing / and I am learning to live with nothing / I forget the sound of your voice / but I still hear it sometimes / like a song I never learned the words to / your absence tastes like the first bite of a meal I’m too hungry for / I swallow it whole / but it doesn’t fill me / the floorboards creak under the weight of your ghost / and I wonder how much longer it will be / until I’m not waiting / until I don’t need to hear you say my name again / but today / your name is the only prayer I know / I whisper it like a secret / between breaths / between hours / and in the silence that follows / I wait / and wait / and wait / until waiting is all I remember.