Drown the keys In words I could never find, Scream a crescendo Full force from my fingers.
Pour myself Into the body of the piano Cry the highest notes Hanging long on the pedals.
My right hand Paints my voice, The left anchors My soul.
I would live here in my mind if I could If the earthly world did not always snatch me away With its incessant needing and needing Earth, why are you so attached to me?
I am in my mind today, like most days Don't say it is not a place because you can't walk there When your thoughts wander Is it through a desert? A forest? Do you swim?
Everything that has died is alive here Here is my dead friend that I used to kiss, looking well Here is the art I gave up on in frustration Here are the words you said to me in anger The dreams we dreamed together, still breathing
I walk up creaking steps from my stomach to my head The body is such a desperate thing sometimes Always needing validation and hand holding So I would live up here tucked away in the ethereal
My love for you is not Always declarations and Milestone celebrations Or flowery similes Of the moon and the stars And what lies beyond death
More often it is you Laughing across the room Because the cat farted And I am enduring it Because I want to cuddle Even though she smells
I grip the windowsill too tightly As the dark clouds pour Heavily over an angry ocean Crashing, spraying, flooding Lightning strikes again, again! It's a storm, it's raging, and it's
Too loud! Too loud! Too loud!
Then you tap on my door You slip into my mind And everything else is on mute
To think they were not together That they were never lead To merging paths To hold each other on nights So quiet and clear
To think they were not together In the warmest of hours The most joyous of holidays Longing fading still
That they were not together Is such a vast and endless void Their absence so tangible And thick as the air In the greenest stormy sky
To think they held hands But not each other's That they kissed lips That were not their own And called it a life
I'll be Venus You be Mars Let's be planets Then be stars Let's be ever Changing colors In a galaxy That's ours If you are darkness I'll be light The day is Always kissing Night We'll become one In the dawn Our heavy bodies Will be gone
Don't sit with me today It's not a day For togetherness
It is a day for uncertainty For distance For dissonance
I never owned you You lived a life beside me Our love was equal
My old friend My old lover I've given up Trying to figure out Who we are To each other
Your hands in mine My head to yours There are butterflies Inside of me Because you feel warm
Take the lead I will follow you And if you decide One day That being At my side Bothers you
Then let me stand Still Alone In the place we met Our secret home My love is yours Not borrowed You can come back Any time Any tomorrow
Don't be afraid To lose my face I've roots in the ground Be honest with me Talk to me I'll always be around I've never once Abandoned you Or lost the love we found There are no chains Promises to break When you hold me We aren't bound
And then you touch me Yes you touch me I'm heated and overwhelmed For so long I've kept Your touch Locked up inside myself You let me let it out
You stood with me In our secret place And put your hand On my shoulder
We wouldn't have Imagined this Is how we'd be When we got older
Maybe we thought We'd be far apart Or colder But look me in the eyes All they do is smolder
Just for you We're both softer now Just with you Your head to my brow I could write forever Just about how It feels with you right now
Your life is yours And mine is mine On the days they come Together it's divine They do not belong To just one place in time From there I glow From here we shine
Solitude, How you serenade me With your silence.
The gentle lull of the day, Songs in the night.
Sing to me Your symphony of Rustling leaves And howling winds.
Bring me only The call of the coyote, Close, never near.
Simple solitude, I sleep to the sound Of only you.
They crystallize in untroubled silence In this early pause, it's a quiet science When you look up Standing so perfectly still No movement but your Breath billowing up towards the sky One catches your eye Before weaving slowly to the ground Before joining the others in the frost You don't make a sound As its perfect, individual shape is lost
"I can be someone's and still be my own." -- Shel SilversteinSide blog: @a-sign-of-fire
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