Today is a gray day, endlessly cloudy One blanket across the sky The world is smaller now, with that barrier The haze shrouding the sun, the blue The earth is contained under the veil
Under the darkness of the clouds The sun does not beg for engagement We are pardoned of participation A nebula of clouds thrown over earth They say rest, you are allowed to
Ice covered ponds do not shimmer California poppies sleep in Beaches are spared their trodden sands Paint the sky gray and the world sighs Exhale, the day is small and so are we
Even when you cannot taste Your favorite kind of tea It is still a soothing friend Tending to you in sickness Wrapping you up in its arms
I shut you out Because you saw the parts of me That were broken And ugly And I thought you would leave
So instead I loved people Who shut their eyes And stayed Always hoping I would change Something permanent in me
I am yours in hallways In empty bedrooms Behind the buildings at night I am yours in moonlight I am yours in dreams
I am yours when no one's looking But that is always Always you are on my mind Always I am craving you Your touch that is Both physical and Soul crushing
I cling to you at midnight I taste your mouth When the others sleep When we are truly alone When I am free to Call your name In all the ways I need to
I might beg you I might be on the floor To steal you away I might actually try I might actually keep you And I would not be sorry
Unleash your body on me I need all of you Your skin, your scent I need to feel you need me To feel you shiver On my body To sweat with me
I could never kiss anyone But you No lips have ever fit mine No breath has ever tasted so sweet I would never touch another's lips Just to have yours And you would never share me
I never owned you You lived a life beside me Our love was equal
I was assigned fire at birth Or so the star mappers say And I can identify with that With the colors, the heat Fire is a passion, yes, I am that
Water I've always envisioned As quiet, calm, serene But I met water as a flash flood There were never any warnings
I swam without being doused How is that possible? But it's something I've never Known since, water is wet after all
I can relate to earth, to air In fact, these elements speak to me More than fire or water have So I've belonged to both of them
Fire and water though How steamy we were together You'd think we would have clashed But we were purple, complementary
Time is the only element I've been seen with these days Water, at the end of it all My body consists mostly of you Which is really quite an apt metaphor
I am sitting at the window The sun is out but it's chilly It's a lazy golden afternoon The neighbor's chickens Have escaped their coop again They're wandering down the street Stopping at bird feeders And pecking at the ground
It occurs to me after minutes Of simply observing the Peculiar way they move their heads That I have no thoughts in my own That I am completely mesmerized By mindlessly fleeing fowl It is a good day for watching And doing nothing else at all
There's a little cave On a little beach That for most people Is just a little out of reach But for us It's always worth getting there
Past the palm trees Through the vines We walk there barefoot Taking our time Since for us It's our magic little somewhere
We lean on the damp rocks Hand in hand And we don't talk Dig our toes in the sand Our paradise is Quiet like like the waves
I watch you Looking out towards the sea Where the gulls cry Where you walk with me When you can't make it here To our simple hidden cave
We light our candles They light up our eyes Burn up our fears And our disguises So by amber nights We really see each other
When the sun comes up We go out again Say another farewell To our secret den Go our separate ways Always coming back for one another
I'm Unable To say what I mean because The words are all Lodged in my throat But whoa! So suddenly They're spilling out wildly In a long, incoherent ramble
The skies I fly are crimson red tonight Sailors below me prepare for tomorrow And as I reach the clouds I wonder what colors you are seeing.
I spend hours soaring through the airwaves Hoping to spot you somewhere But your wings have gotten heavy lately And you are drifting lower these days.
So I search beneath the white wisps To find you standing on the ground On the rocks where I first saw you In the twilight hours of an April day.
You look out into the ocean The waves are crashing after a storm You tell me that the sea is endless And you wish your faith could be that way too.
Upon the shoulders I kiss lightly You carry the weight of past concerns Still you confide in me Worries of your angel wings falling.
You cry out why would I love you If your feathers hit the ground If your eyes were to stop glowing And you could not fly with me again?
I pluck a white feather from my own wings Blowing it out to sea I assure you You do not have to be an angel To be able to touch the red in the sky.
I take out two more of my feathers Tucking them neatly behind your ears The ends weave their way into your head My love with you wherever you go.
The sky is dark Like it always is now The wind is strong Winter's frozen vow
The clouds gather In harmonious sorrow Time stopped Between now and tomorrow
Nevermore shall I hear your sweet whisper hello My body lies beneath a hundred blankets of snow
I passed death Slipped beyond his light Into my dark Surrounded by white
I no longer feel There's no sense of cold No heart to beat No love to behold
And in the sun I sparkle with an ever mystic glow My body lies beneath a hundred blankets of snow
"I can be someone's and still be my own." -- Shel SilversteinSide blog: @a-sign-of-fire
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