Dream.

Looking back it never mattered anyway

If your sparks grew into a fire or were put out when fanned; 

You were the northern lights and I was the north star,

baffled by your outrageous glow as you danced before my eyes.

 Closer, I thought, closer

Yet I couldn’t help but drown in the distance between us.

Won’t you stay a while with me? 

Your laughter slips through my fingers like sand, 

scattered like soft petals in the wind. 

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Slumber

Like the rolling waves
you washed ashore
You laugh
like a torrent of droplets on yellow brown leaves

Dragging fragments back into the deep blue
           My fragments–

disappeared like dust blown into spring’s breeze
Scattered
and laid to rest in the deep sea.

 

 

I wish

I wish I was a cloud

Drifting to you whenever

Wherever

 

I would take the form of rain

And comfort you by caressing your cheeks

I would block the rays

From your peace as you smile in your sleep

 

I would fill the empty glass

With my tears to quench your thirst

 

And when you look at me and frown

I would disappear as mist

As the orange blossom of the setting sun.

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.

How could I?

She smiled and in seconds, my heart was stolen. She held her hand out to me, beaming from ear to ear.

She had the cutest gap-toothed smile. Brown hair cascaded over her shoulders and a thick fringe hung over her forehead. Giggling, she took small steps towards me.

“I’m sorry.” She said, her voice clear as a bell.

“Do you know why you’re saying sorry?” I interrogated her as I bent down to get a close up of her beautiful eyes.

“I pushed him. It’s not nice to do so. I will give him my cupcake so he feels better.”

I sighed and a flicker of a laugh escaped my lips. How could one stay angry at a grade school student? It was an impossible feat.

Drifting.

Like so many times before, you welcome me with open arms. I give you a firm hug, a hug that says I’ve missed you. You laugh and smile, but I know that it’s not for me.

It doesn’t reach your eyes. It’s the smile you give to strangers, to people wheeling past.

Remember the times when we laughed about how our professors spoke with a weird voice? Or that time when you slept over at my place and we talked about deep topics? You had opened your heart to me back then.

What about now?

With withering hands, I hold on tight to the jewel that has been my life’s treasure; with politeness you throw it into the horizon like a skipping stone.

In the dark, midnight sky, I watch as it falls like a shooting star.

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.