i want you to stay-
through the weeds and lose strings
will pull those together;
replant some flowers or a tree
watch it grow old
watch us grow old
Tag: Symbols
thoughts before bed;
wonder if tomorrow has a face
skin
a brain
if they wore funny hats
told dad jokes
made meatloaf
loves to save coupons
finds beauty in everything
then
when tomorrow comes
it’s you; it’s you
i’ve seen tomorrow and tomorrow-
tomorrow is going to be a good day
you:you
i spent the whole day thinking about you
writing poems about you, you
in my last life it was you
in this one it will be you, you
never take a pause you
are the shinning star you, you
are the center of it all you
are the spring in these sneakers you, you
come to me in my dreams you
make me never want to leave this bed you, you
put your hands in mine chest in mine you
make me never want to leave this bed you, you
have me writing love poems about you
and for you all of me to you never waivering for you
armor wove of love you will never see it crack you
will see your own reflection
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it is hard- to not be excited about tomorrow
every second closer to the next
is another closer to you
fear never in the rear
yet, it needs to be just for me
to set a bomb at 1159
will end tomorrow
before the alarm sets
the last tick
tomorrow ends with a crick
in a mellow field
alone.
one spell – two bell
the way we tell it, i found you-
really, you found me;
a wanderer,
and you;
never let me stray,
your eyes found me
deep into my arms
shut off all my alarms
while smiling
file two smile and i’ve been yours
walking that extra mile-
you found me walking nowhere in circles
a dream and two cents
and now its three and a mission
a magician with a spell
and with your permission
i’ll make this the last one
ring the one bell
icy legs
never questioned the answer
from worried lips
shaking like winter is here
the long night is upon us;
you lied-
i know you did but you pretend like i don’t
and like tomorrow will wash it away
scrub and scrub
i can still feel your words biting at my skin
never questioned your answer because it was the truth
in that moment; in that moment
your truth was words found burried underground
and you sold them to me for half off-
lies lie lies
spin your web
i’ll wait here, to see how far you’ll go
walking miracle
i watched you
walk away
and walk back
patter around in circles
chasing your tail
digging a hole
burying a bone;
i watched you
give life to a dead body
rising from ashes
a part that was long gone
a part that had given up-
i watched you preform a miracle,
not a spell or a wish
effort and a gift,
stone mountain
best believe-
best believe your tokens are no good here
we share currency from stone pockets
stone mountain- picks and hammers looking for gold
not for currency- your tokens are no good here
to shine on your finger,
it’ll break the mountain top
send rocks and fools gold tumbling down
cracking the earth below
best believe
when the earth settles and the tears fade
know, your gratitude, your tokens
are no good here
blonde
channel orange
blurring the lines from sanity and the city
the city that made me
feelin’ nostalgic swimmin’ in our family pool
swim, swim good
high on novocaine
fallin’ from my mouth
hair changin’ colors
raisins on my hands
my favorite ode
i ask for this dance;
your hand in mine
the curve of my palm at curve of your waist
we won’t waste the song
either my own or one that is slow-
slow enough so our steps sync with our beat
it is
unique
our beat
drums come
the night
stay; in
our arms
we will
dance till
our hearts
recall
every
note played;
the song
our song we will humb on the way home
humb in our bed
humb in our dreams
Saint's Muse 