Thursday, November 21, 2013

Dreamers Love Deeper

Inch by inch I watched them fall
Craving a love they never would find 
Walking in circles, tripping over roots 

Our lips meet, our hands touch places unknown to others. We are lost in a jungle gym of lust.
We are one. We are hungry. We are dreamers.

Running a maze in the bitter cold winter 
Tracing skin with my finger tips 
Fighting for a simple touch 

My eyes follow my hands as my dress hits the floor. My hands reach for support as my legs begin to tremble. My legs find the bed as my arms grasp for air. 

They crash into the water 
The highest risk; the highest jump
A safety net can not be found 

Our arms intertwine as I fall deeper and deeper in love. We touch as lovers do; without any regret.
My heart beats in front of me as I leave my blood on the table.

Your eyes are all I see
Your heart is all I feel
Your smell is all I breathe
Your love is all I need 

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

The Wolf's Remains

As I was walking through a clouded forest, a wolf passed in front of my steps. The wolf froze just as I did. Our eyes locked and in that very moment in time, I felt warmth. The wolf slowly started to walk away; our eyes still in sync. I could feel the air through my fingers and I could feel something beating in my lungs. It was a rush, it was a high.
After the wolf had left me standing for hours, hours being lost in thought, I carried myself to the nearest tree and slid down unto the damp earthy ground. My aching back leaning against the tree, I raised my head back and closed my eyes. My mind raced with images of what my life once was. A life I now barely knew.
Footsteps cracking crisp fall leaves awakened my eyes as I knew something was crawling it's way over to me. Rays of heat approaching closer, I clinched my arms around my legs in hope of freedom.
A stillness had filled the air and silence rang my ears. The wolf had returned.

I ripped the wolf's heart out... veins running down my arm, blood soaking my finger nails.
My eyes grew wide as the heart took it's last beat in my shaking hands. The heart was still as was my breathing. I closed my eyes and squeezed the heart until it was mush. I leaned down into the wolf's remains and whispered, "I will protect you. I will hold your heart forever".
I felt the heart slipping between my fingers. It was now cold and lifeless. Slicing the heart into pieces with my cat like nails, I began to eat it. Drinking in the juices I could feel my heart race.
I had done the impossible
I had found love
I could hold their heart

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Bump in the night

"Sleep is not, death is not;
Who seem to die, live.
House you were born in,
Friends of your spring- time,
Old man and young maid,
Day's toil and it's guerdon,
They are all vanishing,
Fleeing to fables,
Cannot be moored." -- Ralph Waldo Emerson

This love will be our down fall.
This love will be the devil.

Coming to fall 
Coming for love 
Slipping down for the fall 
Slipping down for the break 

Late late late