Poetry: Melody of Being Animate

24.4.18 | 24.11.18 | warm meaning

I might write about you, I spill my heart into narrative that over shares with a sense of control, feisty-, he a fiery reality, I wrote to see if he would come to life in my dm’s, like ain’t that how this works nowadays, I must be getting nostalgic I can feel the way my knees crack now, how my heart is still stuck in the times how it still craves that quality time and words of affirmation type of love, like sexy is the way he holds my voice in his eyes, you see it too right, the way the heart tightens at his name, the mind is so full of him his ego can’t compare me, I have already given him flowers and told him they are now his, they are honyed dripping out of my fingertips, want to escape in his hands, I am not for the faint hearted I will love you into blue flames I am still learning to tame, this warmth belongs to you.

Poetry: Melody of Being Animate

Ocean rain.

I want to tell the truth, want flowers to know that I loved them enough to know what this looked like, didn’t want them to see me in a light that was not a mirrored version of myself, this is not about me, this is the aftermath and before the truth, when you look at glances of yourself and flowers what is the difference between the mirror and yourself, you tell your words this kind of hope deserves the truth, if they represent a type of love and care that is most like its self-educated nurture they are royalty enough and you’re not to hold back the truth, when you light them up, watch their eyes soften in the glow of your warmth this is enough, when they touch your hands and never want to let go this is enough, when they show you their demons this is enough, you’re not to hide, when you find your words unable to come out, sweat in your palms like you’re holding all the waters in this earth, when all you can do is cry enough oceans, swear you never meant it to be this way and that they were the one, when you catch your breath, tell flower the truth, tell heartbeat, that you hope they know how much this feeling will never leave, that you will understand and respect their decision even if your heart breaks right in front of them, ask the sea to love you back when you have given your heart to heartbeat, tell the ocean you love him enough to cry oceans for him.