kiss

i wish i could kiss everyone i see,
just to know what it'd be like to kiss them.
to feel their unfamiliar lips on mine, their hesitation...
would they pull away?
or would they pull me closer?
i'm sure some of them would kiss me softly,
savor my taste, gently stroke my face.
while others would grab me roughly,
and kiss me with a desperation
that they didn't know they had.
i would enjoy every kiss
stranger or best friend.
i would kiss them all back.
I would make them feel loved.


written frebruary 12 2008

bridges, alternative ending

i burned down bridges in my spare time and he rebuilt everything that i had lost, fingers crossed, repeating to himself: she'll be mine, she'll be mine, she'll be mine. his greatest hope, his one true dream - to hold me in his arms.
he got his wish, he got a kiss and wiped the salt from my eyes. What's wrong, my dear? as his lips brushed my ear. Why all the tears? We've made it, we've done it, we're in love, we're here. Do not cry. I love you, I do. I'll build bridges over oceans, towers that touch the sky. I'd build anything for you.
Yes, i say, my words lost in his hair. But what happens when I burn it all down?

written august 17 2008 at 12:21 pm & september 28 2008

i lived under your feet for three whole weeks and whispered through the floor boards for you to rescue me.

bridges

i burned down bridges in my spare time and he rebuilt everything that i had lost, fingers crossed, whispering quietly to himself: she'll be mine, she'll be mine, she'll be mine. his greatest hope, his one true dream - to hold me in his arms.
he got his wish, he got a kiss and wiped the salt from my eyes. What's wrong, my dear? as his lips brushed my ear. Why all the tears? We've made it, we've done it, we're here. I love you, I do. Do not cry, do not worry about the future, or the fire inside you. Live now, I say, we'll cross that bridge when we reach it.

Yes, i say, words misplaced in his hair. But will that be before or after I burn it down?


written august 17 2008 at 12:21 pm & september 28 2008

i traced his life across his skin, he pried my heart slowly from my chest.

chain smoking

a moment
echoes around the houses
and lights up a face
no tears
just fears
and a burning world between her fingers
barefoot she wishes
to be as graceful as the smoke
leaving her lungs
dancing around her
disapprearing into the night sky
leaving her for stars
ash falls to the ground
burning throat
she sighs
she's breathing in her death
welcoming it into her body


written july 18 at 2:59 am 2008

'darling, let's have fun'

touches leave prints all over my chest and our desires mix with the morning air. fingers trace patterns left by the sun, peeling skin and morals. summer is the time for fun, for life, for death they say, but he's in the next room counting my sighs in his mind. cringing as your hip bones meet with mine.



written beginning of july 2008