Monday
Feb092015

don't be

"this is not up for discussion," she said loudly with equal parts frustration and conviction.

all i can do is stare at her eyes as they shape-shift from bedroom to evil.

i imagine tracing her outline, a template in which i can create the perfect silhouette of her at any given moment. i make a valiant effort to remember the details of her gentle hands, flowing locks, fragile cheek bones and suggestive stature.

a temporary picture of an ideal, i commit this to memory before the lens is shattered by our sounds of disagreement and discontent.

she runs her delicate hands over my wrists and up my forearms, warmth radiating from her body and sincerity emanating from her virulent voice.

i remain motionless with downcast eyes.

it was easier to give in.

Saturday
Dec202014

enfold

enwrapped in silence

creating barriers

i worry about

conversations we haven't had

Friday
Dec192014

hollow

your heart was the metronome in which my footsteps fell in line.

i strained to achieve synchronicity, only to reap nothing.

Friday
Dec192014

enabler

opening doors unbeknown to me

flooding the facets of my psyche, giving life to the machine

colouring the landscape a darker shade

the red on the canvas spills serene

Thursday
Dec182014

bent

the ones you love will leave you bloodied, bruised and broken.

but most importantly, breathless due to their beauty.