Monday, March 07, 2016

Way to Grace

Silence and a starry sky,
cool air on your face,
don't you wish that you could fly
and find you way to grace?
Oxygen and arteries 
and words caught in your throat
and all the times that you found me
inside the notes you wrote
amount to lore and fairly tails
and truths too dark to light.
I am each breath that you inhale. 
I am your moon at night.

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"I don't want to breathe without you. You're my oxygen." New Found Glory Oxygen

Wednesday, March 02, 2016

For We Arose

I wish my voice
could hug your shoulders
and turn the noise
to dust.

Let my heart
clear out your path.
This is art
or this is lust.

I warn you this:
I'm always in...
wet lips to kiss,
combust.

So if it's love
your veins require,
look up above
and trust

that in the shadows,
I won't fade.
For we arose
of stardust.


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"My cotton mouth was wet with you..." Kevin Devine A Billion Bees

Monday, February 29, 2016

Our Hue

The earth is such a tiny home
that nurtures hearts immense.
Deep into the dark, I roam,
dancing the great expanse.
The universe is fully known,
every careless cosmic romance,
so don't ever think that you're alone.
Nothing here is left to chance.

So, look up in your starry sky.
I twinkle just for you.
And how I wish that you could fly;
Oh, how you'd love the view.
Above the clouds, you could be mine
and I would be yours too
and those below would see our shine;
they'd shimmer in our hue.

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"You couldn't be more beautiful to me. There's no where in this world I'd rather be. And now I know that everything's all right if we stay between the glow and the light." Jump, Little Children Dim and the Dark

Wednesday, February 24, 2016

Finite

The spark of glitter
in my eyes,
the shakes, the jitters,
I can't deny.
I hear a song,
can't make the words.
I sing along.
I think you heard.
Air in my hair,
you in my blood,
somehow I'm there
in the moon and the sun.

But it's finite and fake,
fever dream, not fact;
it's the best we can make;
it's a suicide pact.
I can't breathe.
My voice is choked.
I'm underneath
a heavy cloak.
Alone in blackness,
covered in scars.
I think the blackness
overtook the stars.

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"And you are graceful and absolutely fake." Kevin Devine Working in Quiet

"I am covered in skin; no one gets to come in." Counting Crows Color Blind

Monday, February 08, 2016

Vastness

The vastness takes
my breath away.
The void rocks
to and fro.
Through the dark,
despite the light,
you somehow found
my glow.
When you breath,
I'll be your air.
Hold me in.
Don't let go.
This atmosphere
is all we have.
Heart beat.
Blood flow.

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"For small creatures such as we, the vastness is bearable only through love." Carl Sagan Contact

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

Longing

I don't want it to hurt;
I want it to be beautiful.
I want the cool cheeks
of our calm autumn nights,
"I love yous" in the rustling
of newly fallen leaves,
secrets whispered 
through the trustworthy breeze,
and that way the moon looks at me -
like the longing lover lost.

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"And anyway I just wanted to show you some happiness. I wanted to show you the stars. I want to show you the stars. And we go." Aerogramme In Gratitude

Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Late Afternoon

I breathe in your air
and hum to your tune.
If hours were fair,
then I'd be home soon,
but I'm lost in the glare
of this late afternoon.
I just want to be there
underneath your moon.

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"Now and then it's good to know why everything happens for a reason. I know you cross your heart. I will find you." Fatherson Half the Things

Daydream

I stepped inside your daydream
to find my world perfected.
Upon your face, a smile gleamed,
my heart you had collected.
I thought I felt you take my hand.
I thought I heard you sing.
Nothing ever goes as planned:
your map, your watch, your ring.
I thought I heard you tell a truth,
but lost it in translation.
It sounded something quite uncouth,
negotiated narration. 
From the sky, a fog dispeased
and covered me in grey.
Of all your fears, I am the worst,
so hide your love away.



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"It's a daydream I keep having to make the clocks move while I'm working." Kevin Devine Tapdance

"How could she say to me: 'love will find a way?'" The Beatles You've Got to Hide Your Love Away

Thursday, December 24, 2015

So Dance the Stars

Maybe I'm dreaming
that song of ours.
I hear the sky is singing:
so dance the stars.
Upon them, I wished
and told not a soul.
It might have been selfish,
but I meant it with all
the blood that I keep
in antiquated arteries.
I'll tell not a peep
of those longing love stories.
Yet, I only find your eyes
on crystal clear nights.
Our satellite spies
whisper secrets in light.
When the clouds lay thick, 
I feel you're gone.
Maar nu zie ik
onze maan.


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"The stars are underground and the proof is flying overhead." The Frames The Stars are Underground

Wednesday, December 16, 2015

Out of Light

You don't think it's like me,
but I don't think you know me
well enough to make that call
or maybe even not at all
anymore.
I'm down on the floor.
Let me take a hit.
You think I won't like it,
but I think you just don't want me to.
I wish I knew which lines were true.
Now, poetry is distance
with a mean side of persistence,
but I still place you far above.
What a careless love.
The sound of your voice,
you've kept hidden by choice,
is a promise never kept,
just a dreams as I've slept.
And I don't believe you're trying
and it's fucking terrifying.
So, I'm floating out of sight,
out of mind, out of light.


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Just kinda thinking about stars exploding. They get really bright in our skies and then fade and, eventually, their light fades and goes out entirely. And their light actually went out long before we got that message here on Earth.



"Careless love, quit pouring honey in my ears. You're speaking diamonds crystal clear. So far away; I want you near." City and Colour Wasted Love

"As I stand at the dusty train station, foreign waters keep us apart. No you can't come in right now. It's far too quiet." Fatherson Foreign Waters

"I hold my hands close to my chest." Fatherson Lights

Friday, December 04, 2015

Always

I wondered if you heard me
when I dreamed I called your name.
I know I'm just too far to see.
Of you, I feel the same.
I told myself it couldn't be,
but watched the growing flame.
I can't contend with sky or sea,
though neither are to blame.

The planet turns, hours pass;
the record skips, but plays.
My heart is beating: spits and spats;
my mind: it is ablaze.
Remember when the earth was flat
and there were no wrong ways,
you searched for me through lakes and grass.
I searched for you always.


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"I caught you nesting with your analog..." Bad Books You're a Mirror I Cannot Avoid

"I'm alone in this I'm as I've always been, right behind what's happening. She's all lost in this; she's all like she'll always be: a little far for me to reach." Jimmy Eat World Always Be

Tuesday, December 01, 2015

My Grayscale Skies

Clouds always
followed me
and tucked themselves
in tightly
under my blankets.
They muffled every
pretty song
and chilled every
warm word.
I never saw
the stars above
that twinkled far beyond
nor a single, singing
blue bird,
swimming in sunshine.
But when I met you,
my grayscale skies
turned blue.


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"It's my brother's blood and my dirty lungs and my crooked mouth on my swollen tongue on my fathers gun in each strangers face, across the blue bird sky, and each hand I shake night after night." Kevin Devine Brother's Blood

Symphony

There are words inside
your suspicious silence.
Your tongue is tied
in disquieted defiance,
but I found your air
trapped in my lungs
and your secrets, I swear,
will remain unsung.
Your symphony on mute
is an exotic sort of treat.
I already know your truth;
I am your heartbeat.

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It's a semicolon, not a colon or a period, for a reason. 







"So promise me if we both die violently that the blood dripping from our chins is a symphony." I Am the Avalanche Bloody Symphony

"One night to be confused. One night to speed up truth. We had a promise made, four hands and then away." The Knife (via Jose Gonzalez) Heartbeats