Here, this is my gift to you; resting in my open palms. In the horizontal lines I hold the moon and all the promises she has kept for you. In the creases behind each knuckle I have buried hope and in the blue veins below my thumbs I have housed the love I have for … Continue reading My open palms
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Take My Heart
Take my heart and make me whole. Tie 'one day' with ribbons and bows and surprise me with the choice to be all you need. To be the morning lark - whose sweet song fills the messy bedsheet air and combs music through your hair. Take my heart and teach me how to sing a … Continue reading Take My Heart
Infatuated
Infatuated would have been an understatement. I was punch drunk, I wanna have your babies and run away into the sunset with you. I was let’s elope in Vegas and keep it a secret; let me be the Tibetan monk living in your heart translating every sigh and whisper into scripture. I was … Continue reading Infatuated
Bathwater
Tracing my fingers across your skin is like drawing a bath: the rushing water, the stampede of your heart. The way the water pools and swirls, the lines in your knuckles. The quiet stillness, a fountain of safety, a lake creamy and pale. The light bouncing up onto the ceiling, the sparkle in your eyes. … Continue reading Bathwater
Figments
You are here so I know this must be a dream. Figments my mind has melded to make up for the goodbyes and the times I’ve watched you walk away. Here you are dressed in white, not heavenly or pure but blank canvas mine, arms open wide ready to embrace my colours - yellow, fuchsia … Continue reading Figments
Waxing Lyrical
The clock hands move past midnight and the witching hour for waxing lyrical begins. We talk about how the jigsaw edges of my heart fit perfectly in between your fingers, how we do not believe in ghosts or past lives but acknowledge the need to be ever present in each other's, how our feelings are … Continue reading Waxing Lyrical