Monday, July 13, 2015

White Blank Page

12 am and i am howling at the moon like it's going to save my soul
crescent moon
like your crooked smile
pressed against mine like in the way we kiss
the way your laughter tastes in my mouth
the way your eyes smile
the way you glow in the light of my bedroom 
i let you into my Life like a metal spoon in my mouth
full of food for my small body
not understanding you would maybe nourish me
and biting on silver against my little teeth
you are red apples' skin in my teeth
you taught me how to feel hunger when you left
you always told me to eat and never understood how i could swallow you whole and still never be full

 told you tonight you make me feel so small
you make me feel as little as a seashell inside the great, wide ocean
you pull me back with the tide and let me crash on rocks
 you kissed my forehead like my brother
i never knew i could let a stranger in and never let him leave

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