Push

A stroll by the sidewalk
in the cold
afternoon sun

A pinch in my sides
in my feet
it hurts.

Involuntary muscle contraction
that’s what it feels like to be
with you

A painful squeeze in my chest
and my heart freezes
hot ice

If this was meant for me
why
does it hurt so much?

 

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Paper plane

It was always
hard to pin you down

Your footsteps
like a needle in a haystack.

With your arms
outstretched to the sky,

my world inevitably, fell
into yours

with the force of gravity, with a blink
of seasons.

Who

Like the night swallows the day,
your light corrodes my heart.

It withers like the pages of an ancient novel,

your touch scattering
a field of dandelions in the chilly black.

Like snow

White cotton falls from the sky

I chase after them with pale fingers

Like tall grass dancing in the wind.

 

They rest on my hand like the tears of summer,

And like you,

 

Disappear with the gentleness of a passing breeze

Of dried red autum leaves

leaving no trace but that on my heart.

Snowflakes;

Fragile

yet elegant coat her,

nonchalant and magical.

How far

before

her legs give way and her blood turns cold?

One step

and her boots sink deep into the icy field of white.

You.

I like the way
your almond eyes shine;
so bright,
when you say babe or hi.

You make me an angel,
royalty too,
your love and admiration
makes me fall deeper for you.

You take a deep breath–
my heart skips a beat,
I’m falling, cartwheeling
to an eternity of you.

Naked.

I followed you,
your trail of blazing fire
that flared up in the sky,
that plunged the world in red,
red.

You stilled my heart with red fingers,
brushed my ebony hair with a soft whisper,
shhh, shhh–
and smiled,
like the last rays of the setting sun.