Covetous

Hidden Storm.

The young girl’s eyes,

Were brazen with brown grey smoke,

At word of it.

Wild flowers grew,

Childlike,

Pulling at a string somewhere within.

I’d seen it in a tear before,

How it was that even a

Pin drop on earth,

Could shake its core.

Gently,

Behind blond dainty hair,

And tiptoes/skipping rope,

She I suppose was,

Guiding you, there, there, there.

Elongated from where you’d been.

1,2,3

You jump the rope.

What is it she said

That made your head?

What did it take to

Swoop her away?

Each new becoming is

Yours now

Yet I whisper our old dreams in defiance

Become desirous, craving conveyance

We are children

Adorned and

Living under a humdrum skyline

Waiting for a golden eagle to float float float

Us to a way.

Wolfwhistle

A bomb shoots through the air

Speeding to a crash, 
Hit us like an antidote.

I feel it right, here you said
And I gulped as you declared. 
Now, I cry at the moon at night, 
I hope you can hear, that I am there.

I do well i quiver,
With the wolf whistle 
That means I like  you
Lingering, stinging in the inside. 

Rings underline the moon, 
Whilst I noisily howl, 
We are Saturn and stars,
Me and you,
Fatal right there. 
Enclosed, drawn together, searching under our blankets, to crisp white air. 

For everything is somewhere.

Far away some
Stone falls on stone
You hear the crack,
But it is not auditory.

Far away beneath,
Or perhaps around the corner,
A flower sprouts,
Under a bench where we used to sit

Under ground
The girl laughs and twirls around
Clutching on your heart, 
With her, ‘it’s not me’, and bitten hand.

Surely still somewhere they are Wild Eyed 
Benevolent. 
Careless. 
Coated in Silver, 
Lined up in time.

In places there and now, 
Marigolds and tulips, 
Rise, perhaps they do,
Somewhere. Between petals part 
Misty gold glistens down &
dust dances out of shadows too.
For everything is somewhere, 
& somewhere there is you.

if you could see through,

beneath or under

it is like cling-film i wrap myself in, 

the arms of another.

my heart plays

for itself

chess piece against chess piece,

as it wonders..

i speak no answer,

and merely remain still.

frozen in my shadow.

cold.

frosty & radiant,

the word shines.

and you do,

too. 

in my eye,

spark a light,

tainted by remark, 

my hands fiddle with your buttons

remove,

silky brown blue centre,

i am the shadow in you. 

find me. 

Sometimes we spill out in a muddle.

I felt you were kinda messed up in a nonsensical way. You felt cold to the touch and warm in your gaze like some microscopic part of you existed as the opposite of the whole of you. From within who are we? Who am I to say? This is merely how you felt to me. Like you had the whole world inside of you, opportunities, hurt, destruction, utter beauty, that you were the whole world. If only somehow you would of understood.