I'm too old for wishes, My children remind me. Little brats, I say. Don't I deserve, To cash in all of my time, And remember what it felt like, -- for just one moment, I beg you -- To be young and loved. and to have the wisdom to appreciate it this time.
Tag: Romance
All’s Fair
"All's fair in Love and War," they say, But I have shame enough, To keep myself at an arm's length. To gamble on your love, To steal your happiness, To rob you of your smile, For even my chance benefit, Simply isn't worth shit. I loath the simple fact,That he can make you smile like … Continue reading All’s Fair
Be Cruel, Beloved
Malignancy, I welcome, A cruel tongue so sharp, It cuts painlessly; Or your sinister contempt, Spreading like cancer, Tearing me apart; Give me all of your hatred, Anger and cold rage, A promise of pain. (a promise to feel) I cannot stand your pity: Eyes wet with sadness, Like you regret me. Like you'll forget … Continue reading Be Cruel, Beloved
Your Smile; My Smile
Adoration becomes you:Your grey eyes shimmer,Your smile is sharper,Your laugh is brighter,Your world seems better.My jealousy knows no bounds. I feel like a phantom pain,Sadness that lingers,Waiting for the day,That your happinessDulls to cruel boredom.Will you still be beautiful? I choose happiness,Let me be selfish,Just this once, oh God.
Stella
No matter how things were left between us, the phantom of Stella Alfieri will always linger in a quiet, protected place in my heart. She is my Muse, and for those rare moments when she is not somehow the source of every story, every tale, every lie I write, her mark is left upon the … Continue reading Stella
Falling
Visions of snowfall reverie, Dancing gaily on your hitched breath, Caught on wet eyelashes, Dyed a red wine-dark, Smeared like your mascara, Falling as black snow.
This Week in April
I think this day wasvery important to mein a distant past.We grew older together,In a different future.
Ghosted
Phantom thoughtsPhantom memoriesPlay out to meIn reverieA reminder for meWhat I was meant to beOr how I seem to beBy eyes too keen(or rather too blind to see)that what they perceiveIs a phantom of meIsn't meCan't beBecause I'm gone ghostedinterruptedfuture haltedtrapped on read.
Aphrodisiac
Heartbreak is such a strangeAphrodisiac,Nothing is so comforting,Than another broken heart,Forcing ourselves to fit,Like discarded puzzle pieces.
Poisoned, Seek no Antidote
My mind is poisoned through and through, To leave me yet yearning for you. By these fingertips dipped in blood, Records our masochistic love, Haunting my every waking dream, Unfurling in a decade's scream, Choked down by a memory's kiss, Fey thoughts I have: a little misery is worth this, to feel less marks it … Continue reading Poisoned, Seek no Antidote
Discarded Recollections 