bloody mary

oh mary , my mary

crying tears of blood

sorrow follows you

my favorite melancholic song

a trail you leave in your wake

how it adds to your beauty

oh mary , my mary

red stained lips in a red dress

you bedazzle like any diamond necklace

round hips and dark eyes

i long to kiss you

oh mary , my mary

like a neverending nightmare you appear to me,

ghastly and cold

yet how foolish am i

for wishing to die in your arms

oh mary

haunt me

 

~

 

ocean waves

like the moon she pulls and pushes at the tides of my heart

there is a feeling of comfort when she speaks

the warm sunlight illuminating each piece of sand like it is gold

i can never recall where i go on the beach

she simply grabs my hand and leads me , and the light blocks my view of her eyes

only showing me her chipped black nail polish

her hand wrapped around my wrist, guiding me with a childlike excitement

like a river rapidly pushing through the stream, crashing into rocks

i smile and follow

we are two drifters off to see the world

 

~

 

fragile

i did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike

i did not like to be touched because i craved it too much

i wanted to be held so tight that i would break

too often only cracks remain

 

~

 

eros

sea foam , she is aphrodite

salt mist stings my eyes

her creation was a sight to behold

i didn’t witness it

god told me

not in words

but in her eyes

and her lips

 

~

 

tea

i’m making tea and all is right in the world

the water in the kettle boils

my mom taught me the ratio of tea leaves to hot water

it’s one of things i’ve kept from our interactions

i’m making tea and all is right in the world

i pour the hot water to not burn myself

as i have constantly before

i close the lid of the teapot

and let it fester

the kettle hisses, a violent echo filling the empty room

the tea leaves soak in the water

and impart themselves onto it

i’m making tea and all is right in the world

i pour the tea into a cup

it’s a nice deep dark green

perfect flavor and aroma

i take a sip

it's always hotter than i think

i burn the tip of my tongue

and tears well up in my eyes

i lean next to the sink

drinking the tea

it warms me but everything is cold

it seems this is all a facade

i put the empty cup into the sink

i sigh

i made tea and is everything alright in the world ?

 

~

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repent

her dark hair falls on her back so elegantly

it is when the sun shines just right

eyes as dead as the flower i plucked for her

yet when ours meet i have never felt more alive

curves like a vase

my hands are drawn to her hips

when she touches me it seizes my tongue to confess

i get on my knees

reminiscing of constant prayers

wishing for happiness,

and open my eyes to see her cradling my face

and stroking my hair

 

~

 

change

the moon is getting darker and

the sunset is getting brighter

didn’t you see ?

didn’t you see? i’m still here waiting under the same sky

nothing has changed

i’m still the same person

nothing can change

except us into strangers

 

~

 

lighter

she flicks her lighter multiple times

it’s old, i can tell it’s running out of fluid

her thumbs dark from the flames

she holds the warmth right near my mouth

her hands have a slight paleness to them

her lips purse as she sees the embers start to rise from the butt of the cigarette

i stare in her eyes and see the fire reflected in it

there’s a silence that fills the air like the smoke around us

her eyes grim but beautiful

the smell intoxicates

and her smile entrances

she stands closer to me

perfume and smoke cloud my judgment

her breath gets shaky as i feel it near my neck

i wish to get close to her

stoke the flames of her heart

they burn oh so bright

i desire her fire no matter how much i get scorched

she burns out the cigarette on my hand

and kisses the wound