Treasures

heartbreak and tender thoughts

1. shots of whiskey and gulps of wine-
   oh, god-
   how I wish you were mine....
   foggy mirrors and filling lungs-
   your smile's got me so high strung-
   I'm about to snap.
   collapse.
   lose myself in the maps that are stretched across your skin.
   I can almost see the islands,
   the pure waters that consume you,
   your eyes highlighting the speckled sand with happy blues and
   bright green hues of bamboo.
   cigarettes and gin-
   your tide pulls me out again-
   just as soon as I had gained my footing,
   I feel your tender touch looting my heart;
   tearing the treasures in my chest apart.
   but, I don't care.
   I just stare and watch you pull me from my hinges,
   watch you strike the match and burn down all of my bridges.
   marijuana smoke and sunshine-
   you could rip me to shreds-
   and I would still want you to be mine.

Author's Note

I wrote this after my last relationship, I was in love with her. But, life goes on- and so does my writing.