me, of scars and beauty

my years of life,
shades of dark and bright.
scars and beauty,
make all of me


shhh … the stars speak

I just whispered a secret to the stars here.
They will seek you out there.
Just lie under the sheet of the sky tonight.
Look up. Look up and see.
Close your eyes and embrace me there.
Close your eyes and smile.
the stars they sing my secret,
your lullaby tonight

this is enough

I want to hold you in my arms, till
I have soaked up all your pain, and
all the hurt you feel inside.

I want to take your hands in mine, and
scream and yell and plead to all the Gods and Angels, to
take care of you, watch over you.

I want to take your face in my hands, and
kiss you, your forehead, to
let you know it’s all going to be fine.
You are beautiful and your soul shines.

I want you to know that I will always be there
by your shadow,
or your side,
you can decide.

I was never yours, but this love is bliss inside.
You made the heart beat and hope to spring.
And you don’t have to love me back,
For now this is enough, my love.
Let me just love you, for that
seems to be the purpose of my life.

Stop breathing? Start breathing?

And I miss you so much,
the ribs seem to shrink and engrave themselves on the caged heart,
squeezing, hurting, crushing the little, throbbing heart
And I hope for tears that never seem to start
while my whole being sobs uncontrollably.

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Who do you love?

… an attempt to answer a question asked; could you, my lovely friends, add comments please or treat it as a prompt?

someone who can just hold the book for you and turn the pages while you read, tirelessly, page after page. Or read the pages for you so you can just close your eyes and read the book.

someone who can easily forget to pray for anything else, in fact the only reason to pray is asking for your happiness and the blessings to keep you happy and away from every pain, standing guard at your door to dissolve the grief right there in a smile.

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Could you hold me a little closer, tighter, longer;
so I can dissolve right there in your arms,
your skin as fabric, soak me up
I can be complete again.
Me in you.

Over the edge

Tears from each eye, like lovers apart.
Break the shackles, and escape the prison of the eyes.
Plunging to their death in the hope of being together in that final moment.
travelling the long journey ending in their only embrace;
and then kiss ~
to become a memory of salt on sweet lips.
caressing the cheeks to hold hands at the edge of the chin;
and then lean over ~
to rest in the bosom of the mother earth.

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