• The Way I Fell

    by  • November 20, 2017 • * Safe for Work *, To You • 1 Comment

    Felt the traceable thread
    that binds us,
    slippery fingers delving into
    warm touch, then hot
    letting it simmer between
    the dodge of songs,
    the prettiness in your design.
    I wish I could kiss you all the time,
    when the silence comes
    when the music leaves
    and envelops some muscles of other souls.
    it is so hard to
    leave this place,
    every time I feel my heart
    galloping towards home
    but always circling back on your
    the one I always tend to avoid
    when my heart convulses
    and the hemorrhage cannot be saved.
    but last night, I wished
    for your lanky arms,
    your movement beyond slender
    dissipating dreams.
    you hold me without a single finger
    grazing my skin.
    It is an intoxication
    A sobering selfish dive
    and yet, I wish It was more.
    Every time, I wish to
    kiss you
    and every ounce of me leaves
    for pennies to throw
    in wishing wells.
    In truth, it has been a
    less than courageous battle
    to not lose it every time you see me,
    How I wish I had conjured the
    whole thing
    to a simple allergy.
    but there is something that binds
    with slippery fingers
    and outstretched arms.
    there is something
    in the way I fell.

    One Response to The Way I Fell

    1. me
      November 21, 2017 at 10:03 pm

      Beautiful. thank you so much for sharing

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