Jealous

Cant sleep. Listening to music and missing my baby. Started writing and this came out.

the self-same silences stretching aching

arching

archery comes naturally to me

tension at my fingertips

even over phone lines I touch you

target practice on that bottom lip

lips

bottom

mine to fill

filet

and filigree with fragrances that

remind you of summer shining

and my hair

i want to pierce your Irish blush

with Scottish thorns

plucking the crimson carousels

from your secret rivers

a rush of porcelain innocence

water-falling through my smirking

countenance

ive lost count of the moments you caught me

at my best

comforted me at my worst

and begged for the exquisite mixture of both

you are my beautiful

like, you define the word, give it life

lungs

and legs

kneeling

folded over

creases and lines

like calligraphy and origami

joined in unholy matrimony

just so I can spread you out

and feel your secrets spelled

out on my tongue

i want to run rough over you

reckless with joy and jealous

of every moment the world

gets to hold you without me

at your side

Reviews

[Emily B]

so very pleased to find you here, it has been a tragic year, one full of change and senseless acts, I finally found my way back to this place

here I will be healed