Milky incandescence..
A shallow hole inside my chest.
nothing lasts forever..
Glitter on the chandelier..
Walk these frozen streets.
You call and I would listen.
I was all id ever be.
I spent my moments heaving through corrupted lungs.
Counting indiscretions that would only make me bleed.
silent in my ocean heart..
Heavy on my gilded feet.
There was no coming down
From this high once I got you in my blood.
I’m ripping through scar tissue
I’m running in my sleep.
my lungs full with posion.
wrapped in lace sheath.
I heave through the water
rough under my teeth.
a heart is such a fragile thing..
Never made to keep.
Swelling in my veins..
It makes it hard to sleep…
I’m drowning in your secrets..
decaying where we sleep.
restless disposition.
Despite my softened knees.
Scars in shapes of names
blood stains on your cheek.
Familiar with this silence..
What else could I have done..
You were busy leaving..
I was heaving through corrupted lungs…
Feb21
Sometimes I think love is so potent we can breathe it in. Is that crazy?
I find love to be a poison. Indefinitely. It is a slow process. Before it actually envelopes and embroiders itself into the darkest intricacies of our shapeless places. Filling and over flowing. Until you’re filled with it and there’s no getting it out … Love is a very complex equation.
It’s a scary one. Sigh. 😉
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❤
awesome writing. Deep
Thank you Scott