Twigs On A Tree

i. Your laugh is bright as shining gold, Your smile sparkles, teeth of pearls. Your eyes of aquamarine glow, A twinkle when you see me so. Your voice sends shivers down my spine, Your glance of flames, of like desire. Your lips near mine, entwined wires, A closeness I had longed to hold. You walk like a master of your craft, Your lingering echoes on our hands. Your welcome guidance on shoreland, A forbidden travel I hadn’t known. Your clueless goodbyes, Your greetings, so right, Your wrongness, alright… A betraying dream. A poisoned reverie. ii. I love you. I loved you. Did you know? You couldn’t have known. Did you, though? Emotions, potions— I brewed in hidden nights. Masterpieces painted In the essence of your breath. But now I see: it must have been you, The true artist all along. Oh, what if you knew? Oh god—you had to have known. Did you? iii. Your hands, paradoxically wrong on mine, And the scenes I know you saw in your mind. I looked like a goddamn child, Playing with daydreams...

Warmth at Last A fireplace crackling, Your laugh and my heart— Cheeks flushing like a dancing flame, And my lips, tinted with your name. Eyes bright like the sparkling sun— Warm, not burning me down. Slowly unraveling, Leaving me undone. A heat I’ve only ever felt in dreams, A glowing candle flickering; Golden flecks, not withered ash— My life blooms again in your light. Like Sun, Like Moon Your name is a prayer on my lips, And mine is a curse on yours. Your sweetness—a softness in your glance, And mine is harsh, fiery, dangerous. Your whispered murmurs of admiration, And mine—echoes of insatiable desire. Your voice drifts through my mind each night, And I dream about your eyes. Green Green eyes like Gatsby’s light— My longing, my hope, My American Dream. Seems unattainable, yet the only thing Real and worthwhile. Green eyes like Evelyn’s dress— Luxurious and timeless. A love only written in fiction, Imperfectly smitten with him. Green eyes like emerald stones— A richness especially ma...