tell love wait. tell love pause. rewind. time the sounds, seconds, slurs. blurring into the past, time touching memory like photograph, fading like ocean water, cracked and browning, sand salt skin shh. october, october, october, thirty-one days, and I miss the feeling of touching as if skin is concrete, cement, solid, never let me go as if leaving is fiction, sewing lies together and suddenly something breaks, over and over, cracks in the ocean and the sky leaks (over and over) and I miss the rain when it didn’t feel like my eyes were draining, keep missing until the night leaves, until night comes, until night sleeps, until it’s gone.
(via smittenbypoetry)
sleepy falling between waves
crashing and sighing,
feeling the breaking in between wait;
waiting for something
but forgetting all the days anyway
sinking and waking again
burning and rising from the flames
falling in whites and
lavender dreaming ; neptune pulling
and silence
decorated by the sound of love,
everywhere and in between nowhere
knowing that of all the colours
yours is the most beautiful ;
in the middle of the eclipse
our kisses open spring after winter
sunshine and daffodils, lilac,
peonies growing from my heart-
you are the light that awakens
the angels and the demons (under my skin),
lost in their sweet dreaming,
but forever waiting to be revived.
“when did you close the door on yourself
when was the last time you opened your
heart"
soul dancing, light-infused bliss and blossoms
when did you forget love, eighteen?
maybe nineteen? days forgotten in years;
where did you leave your heart
by the river, buried by the waves and forgotten
and still waiting for the feeling to return
waiting for the numbness to disappear
waiting for an answer, a tainted love
almost a lie, but beautiful
and do you feel the burning now-
do you understand how it feels
now
to lose the love you call home.
(Source: quotemadness.com, via sulfur)
lingering love
light blue and disappear
the feeling of empty
the feeling of
no longer empty
and the last goodbye:
goodbye.