Two kayakers come To a fork in a river Each one takes a side Each one nods to the other
Neither knows how The other is doing Paddle, paddle, drift... Each one wonders a little
Little spider by the window Resting in the shade I like your coloring I like the web you made
You're hanging upside down In your messy little nest I wonder if you're hungry Or eating tiny pests
I don't know where you came from You suddenly appeared I hope you stay a while I like that you are here
Light the candle Scratch, sizzle Glow, glow
Flicker, flicker The shadow On the wall Dances
Melting, dripping Like an icicle Of fire
Ouch! Wax hits My hand both Scorching And warm
A small light Dims, dims, Flares!
Blow it out now Abrupt, smoke Rising up, up Fades
A scent lingers A wick wilts Hardens
It's in the sound of the crunch and The texture I feel in my shoes as The dead leaves crumble under my feet Breaking between my sole and the street
It's that darkest time of year again When I'm taken back to autumn After the colors have blown away And the world turns a numbing grey
I don't know how you held my love In your hands and just let it all go How you let me slip between your fingers And die face up beneath the snow
It's the howl of painfully naked trees I know them well, I cried with them And every year since I've cried again Because I don't know how to unfreeze
Your neck is a canvas For the brush of my lips Wondering if we ever Had a chance at innocence A roguish glance as We walk towards the church My hand tugging you Down the blustering Sidewalk of fluttering Freshly dying leaves
We stroll side by side With familiar ease A lifetime's worth Of rising, setting suns You wear my sweatshirt You smell like me And weave yourself into The fabric of my being Our love was never Just in the leaving
Climb up the steeple Ring the bell with me Summon the flock of sheep Do they know they Worship at our feet? In cold October mornings High above the chapel The two of us are no sin Up here on my knees I'll give you my sermon
Ashes to ashes I'll get your ashes next week And hold you as dust
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
Your head in your hands My face below yours I look up to your watering eyes A pain I can feel in the Tensing of your thighs I whisper to you "It's alright, it's alright." Your hopes falling as They leak from your eyes Dreams that dissolve as Quickly as the splattering Of droplets on clothing Evaporation so ever present As your expectations of us Or simply and only of me
I dropped him Like burnt toast, So suddenly Unwanted, Heartlessly Discarded, and I, The one who Neglected and Blackened him, Convince myself It was justified
What do the living Do with the dead? What do we do?
What do we do when Someone vanishes?
What do the living Do when consumed With such a void? Death Is for the living
It's in the way you tuck your hair Behind your ear In the way you speak your words Soft and clear In how you make yourself feel close Like you are here The way you navigate the world And hold your fears
It's in the way you tilt your head In photographs The way you light up when you're glad Your sneaky laugh It's how you say what's in your heart And don't hold back How you are strong and hold your own But don't attack
It's in the way your forge your path No compromise When you let me walk with you I get butterflies I love to see which way you go Every surprise Love is in the way you dream Watching the skies
Love is how you've looked at me With kindest eyes Love is when you hold my hand And don't patronize How you've been vulnerable with me Not afraid to cry It's how we let each other breathe Without cutting ties
"I can be someone's and still be my own." -- Shel SilversteinSide blog: @a-sign-of-fire
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