storms

hands upon your face, tracing lines of unknown different paths of life you’ve taken- taking every bit of you in.

always finding my place beneath your feet as a symbol of my heart that when you speak I’ve always looked up to you.

your eyes always telling me a thousand truths, the sadness within them that can tell me that’s there’s nothing beautiful or literary in the mysteries of the misery in shades of green and blue.

did we go too far into forgetting that destiny has its own way of cutting deep,

a deep sea within me, its waves rushing forth in my veins. how could I hide it, how could I ever explain the uncontrollable rip inside of me.

I wanted to devour you without removing any part of you, tears of the dew kind, slowly but tangibly touching line crevices from past times inflicts, time space and nothing.

a stillness in me without a name, a love without a face

something unreconciled with somewhere and somewhen

I see the sunlight upon the water dripped down me cheeks, the ever essence familiar colour of the light that reflects off the hairs on your soft face, cheeks stained red.

I don’t want to happen to you, I will not overcome you. what sorrow it would be- and still what sorrow it could ignite, consume my heart.

breathless, a forgotten mastery of mine leaving mists across midnight skies. the silence invigorating- navigating, dilating in and out as I find my own illuminating pace of truth that will saturate the light within me.

I am not stretched to my limits, the light from you will force me back and I will wear a yellow dress in the sunlight, and i will swirl and twirl and make us the perfect circle.

with all this there is an absolute inconvenient silent within me and I don’t want to be rescued I just wanted someone to notice I was trapped.