Showing posts with label The Blonde. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Blonde. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Hallucinogen

Another one for the blonde...

Hallucinogen

I'm still hallucinating
so intensely
so that the sight of you is present everywhere
your image projected
in things
in people
I would have never expected
completely at random
My heart comes to a halt
at the mere thought
of our gaze locking
for those few solid moments
And if she were you
A part of me would have died
right then and there
soul lifting and sinking
brain doing backflips
colors
bursting right before my eyes
My very being plummeting to the floor
with a sudden Splat!
All compensation
for my shell of a body
frozen in place
immobile
knees begging to kiss the floor
but I can't possibly move
can barely breathe
mortified
As I spiral in and out of my subconscious
seasick
my mind retrieves memories of us on demand
mistakes I've made,
most probably,
with you
A process that takes no more than seconds
to behold me
calls for a string of lifetimes
to erase
And I am left here
abandoned
staring straight ahead
senses tingling with the absence of feeling
incompetent
assessing the damage after the storm
taken aback by this trip
A fall I hope to never again take
at the sight of you

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Silent Smiles

another fresh one!

Silent Smiles

We speak the language of silent smiles.
Tongues tucked away behind teeth,
Lips stretched to the far corners of our faces,
We suppress words altogether,
Refusing to allow even a single thought escape from the confines of our minds.
Like such,
We converse through expressions of glistening eyes.
Like invisible laser beams,
Your icy baby blues
meet my glossy emerald greens
in a battle to take place in crowded rooms or empty hallways
Acknowledging the things we strive to deny
Those feelings,
Those actions,
What the other may or may not know
What we did our very best to hide
Because opening mouths
leads to opening doors
leads to opening more
of me
of you
of sides we never sold
of stories we never told
of love we never shared
of deeds we never dared
of dreams we never dreamed
of things we never seemed
to be certain of.
The ice begins to melt off the basketball court
And the scent of the air is slowly becoming more consistent
With that of the day we spent together
Forming the bond that shall ultimately suffocate us both
As we conceal our histories
behind the silent smiles that we’ve begun to exchange.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Pretty Lady

I couldnt help myself, I just had to put up another one!

Pretty Lady
She can’t sleep

Because we’re too loud
And I try to be accommodating
Anything to keep her around
At least until I get a chance to ask her
If she has betrayed me
But as time progresses
She sends off airplanes
By mistake
And laughs at the joy of life
And I love her again
Want to keep her by my side
Despite what she’s done
Or hasn’t
She’s a real beauty
I’ve known that for a while now
I chose to forget
Though she has become etched in my mind regardless
And it was the last time
The last time I would let myself fall
For a pretty lady

Friday, February 5, 2010

Two Recent Poems

October 2, 2009

Alone Now
With only my pain to remind me
of my undying love for you
of how I'd take a knife to my back
a bullet to my chest
a needle in my arm
all to keep on loving you.
And I pray
as they poke and prod me
I pray
but entirely for you
for every drop of blood they extract from me is yours
For whom I'd get down on my knees
tear out my heart and soul completely
averting my eyes
from the light which blinds me
from the infinite glow of happiness
that is you.



January 4, 2010

This morning I woke up alone,
With the memory of her
still dancing around within the folds of my brain
Touch me
Feel me
Run your fingers down my body
Grab my chest with both hands
Know me
Love me
May I call you?
Could I have your phone number?
Allow me to hear your voice once more
Want me
Need me
Bring on what you had promised to deliver
As I lay here waiting
Still longing for you
years after your departure
Hold me
Soothe me
make all the demons go away.