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whispering wind Aug 2018
you sat on the edge of a fire escape
where I bestowed you
the softest kiss,

its tenderness as an embodiment
of time and distance between us
silent lovers.
dream poetry, not about the same person i previously wrote about.. hahaha
whispering wind Aug 2018
strange places I visit in dreams
complex structures
don't make sense

tied to familial lineage
ownership, inheritance, & secrets unknown

deepening fears unresolved

driving on an empty tank, without gas
how much time do i have to pass

itching skin
the tender areas of my heart lay untethered — released

I hope you return my query — my shot in the dark

it's been so lonely without the sparks
of our love — the promises broken,
shattered and left on the floor.

Is it my turn to sweep up the remains?
Or will the pieces just stay the same.

We said goodbye to ruins called home.
how much time did we spend filling in cracks —
the space in between shifts like tectonic plates.
Am I an eruption of pain and heartache,
or am I interrupting the slow and natural flow?

Alone I stay, sans reply, where are you love with your alibi?

So much time spent missing you,
so much time dedicated to the form you knew —
who you thought I was — no someone new.
based on the past few nights of strange dreams I've endured.
curious and nightmarish at the same time.
whispering wind Aug 2018
I deny possession,
My Body is not to be contained
particularly by the likes of you.

Covet not the freedom I flourish within.
Covet your own existence, and leave me be.

Adieu.
whispering wind Jul 2018
we've been over for so long
but it still haunts me
rather, the idea of him

the best, most beautiful moments
linger in my heart.

holding one another
as we drift
to sleep

sharing our lives
good and bad

now i am
my own.

stronger

but i miss the company of a
lover

the touch of safe intimacy
whispering wind Jul 2018
do you remember the taste of your first kiss?
not the very first one, riddled with awkward pretension
but the first kiss where you really meant it.

the first impassioned embrace

the touch of a lover's hand,
the warmth of their body,
an electricity which bears repeating
whispering wind Jun 2018
She tries hard to meet their gaze,
keep up the pace and improve each day

Wake each morning a different way

Where is the center?
Is this the middle?

equilibrium
equilibrium
equilibrium

help her find the center
help them find the middle

help me find equilibrium
whispering wind Dec 2017
break my heart
tear it apart
we can call it,
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