Nostalgic Feelings

The leather bound boxed suitcase stood still
And time sat on the carpet
I heard a voice from round the corner of the wallpaper
But all I saw were wildflowers
I couldn't get myself to see beyond them
So I sat there and pretended they were real
I touched them
Like I could feel the soft petals graze my skin
I smelled them
As if the smell of spring air would magically replace the must of the old wood floors creaking beneath a pair of shuffling feet

I don't know why I do these things to myself
It's like I want to self inflict
But I don't want to feel pain

I wracked my brain for thoughts that could fill my head and replace the ones that were there
I focused on the things I could sense
Like the sound of my breath making love to the air around me
Or the drops of rain that fell on the nearest window-sill

They were slow and steady
Just like the drum in my chest
Beat beat beat beat beat

Oppressively

Relentless

Hopelessly

Nostalgic

I start to feel the carpet really pressing into my kneecaps
It starts to rain inside
Streams flow down
down
down
Till I can barely see

I can't help but feel like nothing's ever going to be alright
Because that's how it is
And you don't like knowing I feel that way
But I do

The suitcase is moving
Under the palm of a man
It goes out the door

I don't think I'll ever see that suitcase again.

For you I will

Sincere smiles
Expose the truth
Of our stupid
Wasted youth
Since I've found you
My heart is sound
You keep my feet
Right on the ground
You hold me close
And keep me still
I'd go there and back -

For you I will

The Essence of Us

Souls intertwined on the forest floor
Staring at the backs of leaves
Branches holding together the essence of us

Tired eyes read the midnight sky
Our pupils mirroring the stars
The galaxy holding together the essence of us

Laying naked beneath the sheets
Curious to explore one another
The frame of your bed holding together the essence of us

Let's Go Exploring

Golden showers that doth fall
Upon the leaves of trees

Sprouting flowers budding
At the root of weakend knees

Spying through brass holes
That once fit keys

A
whole
World
unimagined
Through
thoughts
Of
fibrous
Galaxies

Rain flows through my bloodstream

I can hear the water beat

Beat

Beat

Beat

Down on my windowsill

Beat

Beat

Beat

Down on my mind

Beat

Beat

Beat

Down on my heart

‘Till there is no more of me

My throat burns,

it begs for your name.

I scream

I scream

but I hear nothing.

I still taste you on my lips

Sweet, Sweet, tender mouth.

Open joys to brighter days.

Melting like the lidocane.

Or sugar on a summer day.

I love you.