Between the stacks I heard your quiet sigh.

I in Brontë, while you, Hemingway.

It warmed me that I know you so.

A whispered breathe, invisibly across a room

Is like a fingerprint of your soul.

Your presence is suffocating.

Your absence unbearable.

When you forget me I die.

When you long for me I am bigger than the world.

Flowers and old books fill the hours tonight,

Twenty four flickering frames per second With you in my arms.

The music serenades a pathway back to you in my heart.

The cold night air bare upon you while the church bell tolled, chill-stippled skin and catched gasps.

The taste sweet and salty and wonderful making the rest of reality melt away like forgotten lore while only you and I exist, you forget your shy timidity, replaced with glory and splendor.

Your breath quiet, your breath loud, breath slow, breath fast, hitched or tranquil, angry or sad, it is the melody of your soul.

How can I love someone more than you, they with all their pomp and ceremony and shine and facade, are not you.

This existence, verse after verse, the universe itself cannot contain more than one spirit like yours.

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#poetry #confession #sxsw

I have no way with you I have no way without you I have no way

An immovable object An unsolvable problem An unstoppable force

Pi to infinity Seeking the question to An impossible answer

I have no way

I am closed tight in The idea of you And the unstoppable force of you

Wrapped, cinched and knotted Gordianly and intractably Defying even Alexander's blade

I have no way

Tentacles around my mind and heart Squeeze tighter and tighter Their tidal pull as inexorable as the moon.

Down I go, waving to the submariner As I pass the crush point Force of will unstoppable

I have no way

The momentum of a life with you Will go on and on and on In fantasy and imagination

Like Peter and Wendy over the rooftops Jess and Leslie across their bridge Or Wilbur and his best friend

I have no way

At least there was you And what we had in those moments The hugs and the laughter

Every small touch Was a universe of possibility The taste, the smell, the sound

I have no way — 

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#poetry

I want to be kind to offer others a hand without fear that they're using me

I want to be vulnerable to let others know they're not alone without worrying that others will use it against me

I want to be at peace unafraid of the world around me not wondering who it's safe to trust

This world doesn't exist yet but maybe one day, it will

One day We'll all love one another Share kindness without fear or attempting to gain something

One day We'll all trust one another feel safe together and know it's gonna be okay

One day, we'll get there

One day

#Poetry #TouchTheClouds #Dreams #Kindness