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Deadbeat Deadlift

When I see you, I want to lift you. Hard body smooth under my rough hands, your cold accepting my heat, you make me (k)ne(a/e)d you. But your soul is heavy in my hands; I adjust my grip and strain... Continue Reading →

A Tale of Two Hearts

There is never a dull moment in the sea of love; Staggering heights point irresistibly To precipitous drops toward valleys of heartbreak. Raging rosy water, Unstoppable undulations, Exercises in excitement; An active heart is a healthy one.   Sail upriver... Continue Reading →

You Are Hope

My soul is a black hole Drinking in your light; I need your hopeful energy To dodge depression's dark bite.   Mornings when I'm chained in bed, The light of your soul cuts me free; You give me reason to... Continue Reading →

Forever and Always

As I look at you on the little dim screen, So many hundreds of miles away, You cover your mouth so I won't see The painful twist that's all because of me. I don't need to see your mouth, I... Continue Reading →

Unbidden

I feel it like a sneeze, This hold you have over me. The feelings build up to a crescendo Until I acknowledge them, Let them out, Write. So I here I am in bed alone, Thinking of you Again, While... Continue Reading →

In Love with This Moment

Another sip of white lightning tears its way down my throat, Settles hotly in my stomach. The world takes longer to load into my brain like this; I grasp at thoughts like the strings of escaping balloons, But I'm not... Continue Reading →

He Saw Her

So I'm a tad bit tipsy right now, and I'm about to write a purely fictional piece about my version of the epitome of trauma. I have a vague idea of what I'll write about, but otherwise it'll be a surprise to... Continue Reading →

Dream Girl

The beeping dispersed you like smoke in the wind, and soon I was grasping at pillows. I bumped into you in a room crowded with cliches, and the memories came rushing back. I still love you, You never stopped loving... Continue Reading →

Save Me

It was two years, one month, and three days ago now, That I made that fulcrum decision. And for two years, one month, and three days now, I've been wondering if it was the right one.   You might have... Continue Reading →

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