Don’t be threatened. Be the threat.
Be cautious of crowd pleasing.
Do not lose yourself.
Growing old with you
will be sweeter than youth.
the tug of war between head and heart;
tell her she looks beautiful today.
but only in dreams.
You are that rare combination
and beautiful heart.
“Feels as though
in a previous life, I vowed to find you again.”
Still I strive
to carry you past the place memories go.
The song I heard the day we met;
I see your face whenever it plays.
we’ll unchain from our 9 to 5,
vacate these rented-rooms, and
flee this city.
We’ll sail across the sky,
surrender on white Mediterranean sands,
a sea-shells throw away – our villa admires the diamond-glossed ocean.
our bodies blend together beside log-fire,
a duet of mini-speakers sing your favourite Miles Davis record,
I’ll passionately savour the sea-salt on your passionately sun-kissed skin.
I feel like
the breath you just took.
Will you ever see me
the way I see you?
A song you love.
An old ticket to a movie I took you to.
Messages I haven’t deleted.
Someone who laughs just like you.
A black dress I saw on a mannequin.
little reminders that arrest me
and take me back
whenever I find them.
If I’m not one to take long shots
Heart, why aim so high?
Arrested by her smile;
sentenced to life.