Old Stuff - 19

Oh love of yours,

Be the love of mine,

And mine yours,

Endlessly.

18.12.18

Old Stuff - 18

Words fail,

A steady heartbeat,

Is this what love feels like?

A serenity of a deep pool,

Undisturbed and calm.

11.11.18

Old Stuff -17

If I had my way,

I'd make a home between your neck and collar bone,

Leaving marks like constellations.

Mine.

11.11.18

Old Stuff - 16

Trust,

Is it found

In the crinkles of your eyes when you smile,

Or the warmth of your chest,

The spaces between your fingers,

Your steadfast eyes that gaze upon me,

A meeting of lips, chaste or deep.

It reverberates,

Atom by atom,

Making it's way to me.

11.11.18

Old Stuff - 15

And through the years

I too would wonder,

What kind of person am I drawn to?

I never had an answer.

When I met you,

The answer was simple,

"He was sure"

And it was then I realized,

It didn't take much to love...

And be loved by me.

With you I didn't have to doubt,

Or worry I was hard to love.

And I wonder,

Is this what people find?

Is this what everyone looks for?

How lucky am I?

To love and be loved by you,

Thank you.

05.11.18

Old Stuff - 14

I am a pebble in the ocean,

Descending and sinking.

You are the ocean floor,

Let your waves draw me home.

01.11.18

Old Stuff - 13

You,

You who's spun out of stars,

Who's laugh reverberates down my spine,

You make love easy.

-.10.18

72

I wonder

In 10 years, 30 years, 50 years,

Will I ever stop wanting you

71

I'm being selfish,

I want to scream,

And have eyes that don't belong to me,

Notice me,

See me,

Even for a second

70

What are these tears worth?

They can't save you,

They can't reach you,

And yet,

I cry,

Because you're hurting,

Always

69

If I told you I was unhappy,

Would you steal me away from the life I chose?

You wouldn't,

I know.

But foolish hope remains.

68

I think you'll always have a piece of my heart,

Be it for friendship or for love,

This part, 

Will always belong to you

Old Stuff - 13

Once again,

Another pool I can't enter,

Hurts,

It definitely hurts.

67

The word,

Hurts me,

I joke about it,

But it still stings.

66

Stop.

You feel it don't you?

The strain,

The pull on your heartstrings,

It's so easy,

That's what makes it hard.

Stop,

Before it all rushes out.

Old Stuff - 12

Don't bank on it,

He's the same,

Eventually he'll go back to that one person,

Who he can't leave,

It's always the same,

I never learn.

And maybe I was wrong.

65

Foolish memories,
We weren't dates and yet I had gone with you,
It didn't mean anything then,
Still doesn't now,
But what times we've let go,
Never knowing what would've been,
Had we held on.
01.10.19

.

We're almost never the only version of ourselves

Warning

Its the words,
My mother says,
Her intuition,
She's almost never wrong,
I know it,
And herein lies fear and doubt.

64

The same familiar scene,
Laughing,
Mocking,
Teasing,
Baiting,
Goading,
Nostalgic and thrilling.
And then it hits me,
What this is,
The outstretched claws of a lonesome creature,
The howl for attention,
The frantic search for some semblance of warmth.
And I,
The safety net,
The everburning hearth,
Lay bare for the taking.
Same patterns,
Again and again.
29.06.19