That Kiss-Met

That kiss when we first met

Our bodies, chest to chest

Do you remember my hands grasped your neck?

I held you so tight

My sweet sacrificial dream…

An english bag ready to dunk

Into a teacup filled with nothing but hot-steam

Burning while still alive was the sensation

And you felt it too…

Didn’t you my love?

But what could we do?

Blood was always gonna be thicker

Than the ocean of water between us

Less of a face/More of a disgrace

Can you look at how it feels?

Take a peek beneath…

Godless and graceless

A confirming wink

Down it breaks

Before the breakdown

The disorder of the mind

The tsunami of thought droppings

Snapping in half my toothpick cocktail umbrella

Like the opposite of a made bed

I’ve become less of a face

More of a disgrace

Faceless

via Daily Prompt: Faceless

I want to let our love fly

I long to Simplify

And shed my skin

I want what’s real…

What’s inside

Not what’s outside

Life has scratched my surface

But you are the only one

That’s penetrated

Someday the world will see me as I really am

The me that you see

When I free myself, when I Simplify

When I let our love fly

via Daily Prompt: Simplify

Recoiled

Recoiled barbs still cut the same

Fly by night? …or flying in the night?

I sting like a butterfly!

I float….like a bee!

I’m not who you see at all

And it fills my soul with shame

You’re holding onto the string of my kite

But, you’re looking at the ground…not at the sky

I’m stuck in the wire, can you see me?

In the calm…before the squall

Timing The Moment

Out of the blue

Into the black

My skin peels

That IS the way it feels

Promises are vows

Splintering, snapping, cracking in half

How much longer can I lie here…

With my hands tied behind my back?

The pills keep getting bigger and bigger to swallow

Me, myself, and I are the only ones left to wallow…

Tonight, I will try it again…

Timing the moment

I’ll come face to face with my God

I’ve so much to be forgiven for

Down here on my knees

Down here on my floor

Truth Be Lies

I need you, my high…

Never to wave goodbye

It’s me…I asSailed myself

I unrolled the masking-tape

Stuck myself to the should’s and why’s

Now my fingers death-grip the topshelf

And I hang like a decoration-only drape

Looked upon, yet not used…my real-truth belies

via Daily Prompt: Sail

TO YOU

Fantasies slide past my realities

Laughing as they get tickled in my throat

All those things I am too afraid to say

Keep getting swallowed away

 

I stick a finger in my mouth

Depressed it prays for a purge

As it unties my tongues trench coat

Exposing its twisted lies, the truth feels so…remote

 

My imaginary bags are packed

To you…I am ready to move

A fated Passenger enroute

To you…my ultimate pursuit

 

If only it were that easy

I could follow my heart…to you

I want a do-over! I want to make things right!

I want to be able to give absolutely everything…to you

via Daily Prompt: Passenger