Late Night Chronicles

Heartbreak Records #1

The rum stuck my fingers against 

the pane of your living room;

curtains open, your image floating 

on the surface of my eyes

as you sat on the sofa surrounded by sheets -

until your browns met mine 

and you couldn't bear not to say hi.

So I stood in front of your doorstep 

and we stayed like that a while;

hazel to brown,

kohl collecting in bruises beneath my eyes,

tears in my tights - until you took my hand in yours 

and kissed the raw skin on my knuckles.

The clouds drift a sliver, 

the moon casts an eye, 

always in our favour

until I untangled my hand from yours

and my voice fumbled.

I just couldn't bear

driving by your house another time

and not stopping by.

I'm sorry I

shouldn't have.

I should know better.

But I just wanted to look 

at the constellation in your eyes.

And then I left like summer does,

the leaves hushing in the breeze,

and amongst the whisperings I heard your voice saying

those three words 

we didn't dare speak.

Author's Note

An organic account of last night. Longest one yet, I think. On here, that is.

I've been away for a while, but I promise I will return all the replies and reviews later when life and my 'to do' lists calm down a bit. I just felt a need to share.

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

"But I just wanted to look
at the constellation in your eyes."

That line brought back the proverbial lump in the throat one gets whenever a situation like this arrives...the hesitation that consumes the moment is monumental. You made me feel like it was me, and it was, once upon a time.

There is so much weight to those three little words, so much commitment. But we really need to say them...for they really need to be heard. Life is too short to miss such an opportunity that may never come again.

[Alice Poésy]

Wise words, Kelly. Thank you so much for your wonderful comment. You understand.

Thank you for stopping by!

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the journey and the thoughts.
"And then I left like summer does,
the leaves hushing in the breeze,
and amongst the whisperings I heard your voice saying"
I liked the above lines. Took reader to honest and wishful place. Thank you Alice for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[WittyWonka]

We should always take time to do what we are moved to do when the feeling hits us. That's what I took from this. I really love this.

[Alice Poésy]

Trust your intuition; that's a good thing to take :).

Thank you so much!

[WittyWonka]

Always! You are most welcome :)

[Johnny]

My favorite lines were the first couple... Rum is my favorite liquor and how you described yours and his eyes was really good... ,,100pnts

[Alice Poésy]

Rum is probably my favourite too, I have to say. Thank you for your kind words. I'm glad you enjoyed it :)

[Lorry]

Beautifully capturing a moment and all the emotion contained within that one frame perfectly. Has a wistful softness to it, especially the hushed tones of the last few lines, replacing those three unsaid words with a gentle sigh and more thought. Love it.

[Alice Poésy]

Such flattering words, thank you so much! And thank you for taking the time to stop by and read :). Always a pleasure to have you here.

[Lorry]

You're very welcome :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

such a tease...the perfect set up to admit love...but the fear of commitment?
maybe that...i have suffered from it.

again, you had me right there with the speaker with your vivid imagery...and mood.

[Alice Poésy]

When it's an endless cycle of having to say goodbye, a fear of commitment indeed does crop up, wondering if anything's ever here to stay.

Such kind words, Jacob. Ever so grateful. Thank you!

[1VJ]

What I like best about your poetry is its down to earth and relatable with a spin to it covering essential elements with your own flair. Excellent read.

[Alice Poésy]

Such wonderful words, Paloma! Thank you very much. I'm glad you find it relatable :)

[Matome Masipa]

I have a glass of robertson wine in my hand, I lifted up and said you know how to keep me in your mind, I loved this, absolutely beautiful, a quest of two hearts waiting on the same thing yet one is delaying and says the words as you depart#now am thinking why didn't you turn and face the moment head on

[Alice Poésy]

A glass of Robertson wine and poetry; sounds like a good evening to me :).

Thank you so much for your kind words! Two hearts waiting on the same thing once again; however one of them knows that there are rabbit holes better not to fall into again as much as I adore the madness within. You will always have to return back to earth and that is the most devastating thing ever.

Thank you very much for stopping by.

[Robert Haigh]

The honesty and emotion shines through in each line here. Some good, poetic imagery too. Thanks for sharing.

[Alice Poésy]

Thank you very much for your kind words, Robert. I will be dropping by to return the kind gesture soon :)

[Papaya]

This is heartbreakingly beautiful. Wonderful work.

[Alice Poésy]

Thank you so much for reading and stopping by!