You can abuse my emotions and toss them aside,
but like the masochist I always am,
I may still find a way to love you.
hozane, To the memories of my childhood (via wnq-writers)
Il est moi, aussi, je ne sais pas pourquoi.
Tag: poetry
She had blue skin,
And so did he.
He kept it hid
And so did she.
They searched for blue
Their whole life through,
Then passed right by-
And never knew.
Still Saturday
I don’t know why you had to leave
But you left.
I can’t believe the words you spoke,
Except as filtered flickers of the truth.
It’s ok.
The rain still falls and the leaves still wave on a Saturday.
The music we love still plays,
Still stirs my heart on a lazy day
Even if you are not here,
Even if you are somewhere miles away.
I will not follow anyone’s rules on love.
I will not follow anyone else’s heart.
I will lay here and heal
I will remember you, feel you here
I’ll let the stealthy rain cry my eyes’ tears
Imagine they kiss your lips, cheeks, hands, hair
As I still wish to do,
As I still love you.
As You Are
I am not for you.
You’ve said it:
You are not looking for beauty.
You regret asking me for my strength;
You regret asking me for all I am,
You said you didn’t know I would be
So ruthlessly myself.
Are you so weak;
Did I love you so much
As to be blind to your fragility,
To your hopeful heart
And fallible strength
As to miss the meaning
Of such
An unsustainable request?
Or did your fears catch up with you;
My words,
My heart pouring every day,
Every moment with unadulterated love,
Every breath of mine become for you;
Despite your mind’s monsters
Making a monster out of you?
I still love you as before.
No distance can quell this ocean.
No time can tarnish my heart’s shine.
No amount of verbal brandishing
Can make me believe your costuming,
Can disguise your heart or mine,
Can still the moments,
Still alive,
Of every moment
Your heart
Kisses,
Aches for,
Yearns for
Mine.
You are not for me
And I am not for you;
But we are
Bound
And this love
Rules
And I am for me
As you are for you.
keep calm child,
the waves that are threatening to swallow you,
are just darker days that have yet to catch up.
you are faster than light, than a thousand hearts racing,
I am trying to tell you that
we all sputter a little trying to break the surface
skin
bone
air
anything,
do not fret
we are all endlessly swimming
you are not alone in this. K. Kazik. (via these-chains-are-daisies)
this is not a love story.
this is a broken wine bottle and dripping red on counter tops,
different sized socks scattered on the floor
and left over tears still
longing to dry.this is me telling you the history of us;
10 fingers, 10 toes
curled up limbs and
fogged up windows.3am and I try not to miss you.
3am, I am sorry that monsters don’t write love stories,
they write eulogies.
these are the words we wish from ourselves. K. Kazik. (via these-chains-are-daisies)
Secrets
We all have secrets we don’t tell each other:
Mine usually start with “I love you”
And spill like starlight from my eyes;
Yours usually start with “I want you”
And spill like the tides from your skin.
Maybe, One Day
I love you more than you think is proper.
I’ve been loved the same way,
By someone whom I did not find adequate,
Whom I did not think appropriate.
But I tried to love him.
You have not tried to love me.
At least I gain this insight into my friend
That I can relate with his disappointment
That I can be compassionate to his discomfort
That I can be compassionate to yours.
And, maybe, one day, you’ll love me;
Maybe, one day, you’ll embrace me
And I’ll be loved the way I love, by you,
With all the truth and dreaminess,
With all the hope and longing,
With all the romance and beauty
That I see in you…
That I live in me.
Love out of passion,
not out of loneliness.Love the person,
not the idea of them.Love who they are,
not who you want them to be.Love with compassion,
not with judgement.Love unconditionally,
not only when it’s convenient.
I ask for nothing. / In return I give All. / There is no earning my Love. / No work needed, no effort / Save to listen to what is already heard, / To see what is already seen. / To know what is already known. / Do I seem to ask too little? / Would you give although I ask not? / Then this you can give me and I will accept. / I will take your heart. / You will find it waiting for you / When you return.
Desert
I deserve to be kissed with temul,
To be loved with such a verve,
To be wanted, desired like none other,
To be pursued with the intent of a hungry wolf.
I deserve to be wanted by a man I want,
To fall in love endlessly,
To be powerfully lauded in silent awe
By a man I love as endlessly.
I deserve to be kissed, and woken up,
My every cell alight,
My every nerve trembling with joy
At forever possibility.
I deserve to rest vulnerably,
To be safe in a world of safety
To finalize my love infinitely
In a love of final infinity.
I deserve to be:
To be well in a magical way
To take for granted nothing
In a today-forever-now.
I deserve you…
For every one of you, I love
So powerfully,
So infinitely.
You Know, Don’t You…?
Don’t you know that my heart aches for you?
For the way you smile,
For the way you dress,
For the way you hold yourself in a chair,
So gallantly,
So arrogantly,
So nonchalantly?
Don’t you know that my eyes ache to see you?
To spy the drink you choose,
To watch you lift it to your lips,
To see you shift in your chair uncomfortably,
To watch you laugh mirthfully at yourself,
At me?
Don’t you know that my ears pine to hear you?
To find the timbre of your voice sink deep within my stomach,
To listen for all of the things you say that make no sense, and so much,
To hear your body speak so loudly in all of your small movements,
To wait for the silence of your breath as you hold me close to you?
Don’t you know how much I see in everything you do?
Don’t you know how very deeply I love everything in you?
I ache for your unkindness, even when it hurts.
I ache for your sweetness, spilling meaningless promises upon me.
I pine for your lips to come anywhere in my vicinity.
I ache for your breath, for your taste, for your fingers, for your skin…
I long for your responses, so immediate, so intense, so deep, to my every word and touch…
And yet, I would love nothing more than to watch you, forever, in your nativity…
To pine for you forever…
And find, one day, again, your thoughtful gaze upon me,
Knowing I was watching you.
When Connections Cease To Fade
Resist me, if you will:
Your fight reveals you,
Betrays your desire,
Demands my attention,
Commands my response.
Be silent, if you must:
Your vibration pulsates stronger,
Reaches farther,
Throbs within me,
Speaks more truth.
Remain away, while you can:
Your heart protects me,
Encourages all you love in me,
Strengthens what is weak in me,
Purifies what is best in me.
Release all of your negativity:
I will remain, in love, through time,
I will remain, in love, through peace,
I will remain, in love, through life,
I will remain, in love, with you.
And there is nothing anyone can do.
A Break From Insanity
Remember the days of blue skies and sweltering heat
when your love clung to me like the humid air
when your arms found their way around me
when your head rested upon me
when my love surrounded you in unspoken words
when you were everything to me
when I was so new and precious to you?
Remember the nights in dark places
when your hands and mine found each other
when we relaxed in small spaces
when your eyes stole into mine
when our presence was real
when all else was unreal
when our deep possession burned and pressed,
aching to escape?
Remember me?
If all the world surrenders
If all the world will die
If all inside me crumbles
If my body and mind disguise me
If my flesh grows old and thin
If my fears render my thoughts riddled and incontinent
Remember me:
I’m right here
I haven’t changed
I always love you
I always know you
I always remember you
I’ll always wait for you.
If I Cannot Love You
If I cannot love you
I will love the trees;
They do not judge my intensity.
If I cannot kiss you,
I will kiss the clouds;
They do not ask me to withhold my tears.
If I cannot touch you
I will touch the sky;
He does not fear the vibrations of my heart.
If I cannot lay with you
I will lay with the earth;
She does not restrain my release to her.
If I cannot scream with you
I will scream with the world;
My agony gets lost in the crowd.
If I cannot be with you
I will just be with me;
Silence asks nothing else of me.
But, if I cannot hold you
I do not know what else to do.
Oceans of Mine 