intuitive carnalities

this emotional discord
makes fire start to bounce of skin
responding to
beating
music surrounding
makes thunder rumble
from within
my caged heart
like a wild animal
trying
to escape
to chase
intuitive carnalities
to rip truth from pretense
with teeth devouring pureness in its
most raw form
to kill false promises
given by underdeveloped souls
always left proving
the existance
of
nothing more
than negative space
between us

no words

when that momentary inkling of perhaps
starts to show its sparkly magpie charm
i should remember the feelings
weighing heavily upon my shoulders
a reminder of  what really cuts me
and how much it hurts when salt is inadvertantly

poured on these open wounds

time and a place

a time
and a place
for things like
dark rooms
talking close
within
and
inside breaths
subjective realities
a dream state
of
awoken sleep
and
speaking silences
lapsed judgement
relapsed friendships
with familiar
laughs
familial conversation
hands that
touch fingertips
murmuring deep voices
and words
of my favorite
minstrel
a time
and a place
for things like
forgetting
when loneliness
becomes
welcome
and longing
paves the way
to a brief vulnerability
usually
unable to reach a surface
so far from the depths
of a wall
rarely breached
only to be
locked back up
with a lost
skeleton key

busted proximity and the after effects

My heart sunk
yet opened
screaming
obscenities
silently
simultaneously
I stood and watched
your proximity
shift
the world spinning
around me
your face the center
from where
centripetal energy
stems from
anger like that
not in years
face red
had to get away
from the walls
of my vivid imagination
closing in
all around me
your proximity
and breathing
undeniable
that the negative space
between you was
less than average
in such an average
place such
as that
far too close
standing to a
smiling face
making my guts lurch
your proximity
to that girl
whose
face isnt
mine

hemispheres

Sometimes
scoundrels
arrive
like heroes
disguised
as pirates
courage racing
through hearts
beating
weathered skin
squinted eyes
reflections
of open seas
flashes of lighting
thunderstorms
beneath the
surface of smiles
electric touches
from strong
hands that
never break
hands made
to fix things
like broken hearts
and broken limbs
sharing secrets
with breaths
left hanging
in the negative space
of the centimeters
between
two pairs of lips
weaving stories
past and present
intermingling
like fingertips
that whisper
into floating
bottles barely
breaking
surfaces
carrying messages
from
frozen moments
to unwritten
futures
night time
silence
like graveyards
beneath
a moon
and stars
identical
from here to
there
where tides
kiss the shores
where pirate girls
ride sea horses
to heroes
pensive
and awaiting
to unlock
an internal savage
within
themselves
speaking love notes
always in Latin
the romance
language of
science
and lost
civilizations
a map to the
end of all things
where love
remains
victorious

not away or towards

there are mysteries you cannot solve
knots so entangled you cannot begin to unravel the intricacies
like memories of limbs
like words whispered into the mouths of lovers
licked like the sweetest of liquid lollipops
what the heart desires goes unexplained
when someone’s eyes take root inside you
leaving seeds to grow and develop
climbing your skin like clinging vines
reinforcing you with green chainmail
binding your limbs
and cutting the circulation to your legs
leaving you paralyzed and numb
unable to run - not away or towards
when you feel you have lived so many lifetimes
trying to get back to him
only left to see him holding the hand of that girl
or the one before that
feels like your heart being torn out from the roots, discarded
a compost pile of all the messy feelings
staining an innately romantic nature
there are questions that should not be asked
words to remain silent by a finger over lips pressed harder than a gentle touch
hushed into the background of the room
left to mingle awkwardly with the white noise
overhearing phrases when joined together
make believe stories you keep telling yourself are true
something sort of like true love
muttering incoherent
mumbling seems so much safer
shouting brings with it reverberation and echoes
when all you want is a soft lullaby
his hand on the lower of your back
steering you not away or towards
but here and now with kissed promises indefinite

rainbow sprinkle fireworks

it was a thin line of white
that was - the moon reflected
against familiar smiles
against the whites surrounding
coffee colored eyes
sore throats from
talking too much and too quickly
sharing the messages of
soulmate cliches
as i fall into that
well worn spot on the couch
seems to fit me so well
candy hearts drip from fingertips
delivering the same messages
again to a mailbox
with another name upon it
smearing pastel colors
into abstract art
evaporating
before anyone notices I was even there
leaving me with that dreamlike state
left on repeat
like a favorite movie
looping music box theme songs
leopard print flashbacks
with glittered eye lids fluttering
seeing every angle of your face
even as i look away
to freeze time as i once used to
lips that speak words
that never leave me
that dig into my essence and explode
within me like
rainbow sprinkle fireworks
because you always remind me
what delicious means