inhale……..exhale
When I leave his presence I take a piece of him with me. Like a master thief my spoils hidden in plain sight...draped across my flesh, seeping into my skin, tangled in my hair as his fingers were just hours, even moments before.
inhale……..exhale
Not forgotten but displaced for a time, he exits my mind only to return as a subtle shift in my posture has him knocking once more. Laced into my thoughts, interrupting the process to rearrange my words, infiltrate my memories and leave his mark on my senses.
inhale……..exhale
A priceless acquisition destroyed by the touch of warm water and I must return to him to plunder again. To wrap myself in the treasure he doesn’t even realize he possesses no matter how often I rob him of it. A moment in his embrace…I stealthily pickpocket his person taking my prize for physical contact.
inhale……..exhale
And I savor it again…until it fades like it always does. Driving me back…back into his arms. I lay my head on his chest and…
inhale……..exhale
He settles my nose, seizing my lungs. Were this water I would surely drown for I refuse to hold my breath and deprive myself of this…his essence…his scent. I breathe him.
inhale……..exhale
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Lies, lies, lies.
“What’s wrong?” He asks.
“Nothing.”
“Why is your heart beating so fast?” He asks.
“No reason.”
“Are you hungry?” He asks.
“A little.”
“Are you cold?” He asks.
“No, I’m fine.”
“Goodbye.” He says.
“Bye.”
Lies, lies, lies fall from my lips my mind’s attempt to protect my heart. Fear paralyzes the truth before it can escape into the world, molding it into words more accepted. Accepted by his ears or mine, I can’t be sure. But I know the truth that is hidden within the illusion of my answer.
“The only thing wrong is that I know I cannot stay here next to you. That I cannot call you mine.”
“My heart pounds because I lay in your arms, my head resting against your shoulder and you have yet to push me away.”
“I only hunger for the feel of your lips against mine, the taste of your kiss. Stay and let me feast.”
“I cannot be cold when wrapped in your embrace. Your hands on my skin are fire on the coldest of days.”
“I don’t want to leave your side but I can only hope that I will be near you again.”
But for now lies, lies, lies fall from my lips.
“Nothing.”
“Why is your heart beating so fast?” He asks.
“No reason.”
“Are you hungry?” He asks.
“A little.”
“Are you cold?” He asks.
“No, I’m fine.”
“Goodbye.” He says.
“Bye.”
Lies, lies, lies fall from my lips my mind’s attempt to protect my heart. Fear paralyzes the truth before it can escape into the world, molding it into words more accepted. Accepted by his ears or mine, I can’t be sure. But I know the truth that is hidden within the illusion of my answer.
“The only thing wrong is that I know I cannot stay here next to you. That I cannot call you mine.”
“My heart pounds because I lay in your arms, my head resting against your shoulder and you have yet to push me away.”
“I only hunger for the feel of your lips against mine, the taste of your kiss. Stay and let me feast.”
“I cannot be cold when wrapped in your embrace. Your hands on my skin are fire on the coldest of days.”
“I don’t want to leave your side but I can only hope that I will be near you again.”
But for now lies, lies, lies fall from my lips.
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