Hidden Goodbyes.Falling Leaves and Tall grassThe shades fading and glowing in particular placesLights:Hinting at spaces that i keep my secrets in.Winds danced North. And Our hair's had followed.Over the hills and far away..One boy and a trampoline.Jump!In the sky he opens the clouds with his handsHe whistles, as he walks through the Milky way.Four bodies. Four souls. eight eyes. no sound.we watch: as we hold our hearts in our hands.The morbidly artistic View of a natural phenomenon.The waters warm, In humid air's..Tree's hiding from tree's.Still we watched.a boy..The boy.For Seconds: a mildly lifted was amity of authentic h
Stop WantingLying into you I can feel youshudder to my touch.Since then and now you've onlyembraced the random contact.So my own feels too alien…Too Unfamiliar… though still welcome.My body folds into yours as we'veaccustomed to so many times before.When I sneeze you say bless you.When I ask "where?" you say "there"When I say jump so ask "How high?"And when I say "I love you" you respond with "I love you too"I try to hide it... deny it and play it down.But whatever I can't hide the fact thatit's written on my face... spelt out bymy actions and spoken to you and you alone.And as much as you say it to me,I cannot help but
Usual Sundays.Broken pencils....wordsScattered papersEmpty shelves, a full glass.Fingers lingering around the dissolved chocolate remains of earlier sips. "your tea is getting cold.."Bitter Silence. folded napkins.Guilt hidden Under coffee tables"Your blankets over there, near letters never sent."Averted eyes.There is a room fallen silent, lights that barely touch ones complextions truest faults. there is room enough for both spirits and soft words.a moment..Names are begotten, as all else is forgottenUntil all is lost Into the beauty of the day.Noses are cold, fingers numbmoments pass.and then he laughs.. and then,