Maybe I should have Learned by Now.A Poem by kera moondustI could fall in love with just his voice, but that wouldn't be very practical given my track record.I know what it feels like when water is on my body With nothing (in-between) I know what it feels like to give away my heart With eyes bruised and broken bones Captivating my open skull Tantalizing the remains of my rib cage Captured by magic potions and spells All the fault of this Former lover Don’t tell me I gave him everything The pieces of my ribcage that didn’t heal Well I guess they’ll always be his And I’ll be a little more cautious with my heart this time. Or you know. That’s what I tried to tell myself anyway Of course when I got the wind knocked out of me The second time around I could feel my rib cage crunch faster It was nothing but open heart surgery As I caress my heart It’s in your face for the moment Out of its cavity Inside my chest, torn out and glistening Feeling the weather And oh dear lord When I tell you it’s all your fault You better protect it with your hands Guard that with your life this time around I don’t want to pick it out of the dirt (a second time) I guess maybe dirt got in my eyelashes as I fell Clouding my vision Dear lord why can’t I see They could have told me love makes a person Blind! So suddenly I’m tired And I can feel your hands around my heart As it pulses in your ears like a conch shell ocean melody I know you hate to dance But would you dance with me If I asked you too? Maybe someday Time will have raced by Our kids will all be adults We’ll have gone through life like that Or maybe we’re down a road of no thank you No scuffed hearts Or you know Broken bones Don’t worry darling Like the pieces of my ribcage heart That stick to your hands when we finally take part So this meeting Well it exists only in A perfect (universe) © 2012 kera moondustReviews
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StatsAuthorkera moondustSan Francisco, CAAboutI’m Tori =) Kera is an alias, so do call me by my real name. This is usually where I tell you about me. I’m insane there aren’t many questions on the matter. I love life don&rsqu.. more..Writing
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