Oddly enough, this was written on my cell phone at 2 am during last call on the bar patio.
I awoke to find myself still dreaming of her..
Strands of flames dance with unnatural strength, tangled hair spreading out and around, ready to tie a lasso from it and bring the stars down to our level. Her. Me. Dreams inside of dreams, connecting my thoughts along her freckled flesh and getting lost In her landscape.
The pulsating movement of her back as she breathes. She sighs deep in her sleep and is more beautiful then all the words I try to harmonize to the tone of our naked shadows and taste of our broken smiles. Her. A siren that sang me to shipwreck and whose sinful songs stitched back my tattered sails.
My heart always points the same way and the crown atop almost matches the depths of my loyalty. I have her sign of the stars etched beneath my index finger. So when the fates go against my chosen path. I will turn back and point to my night sky because it shall always come back to her. Her. The eye of the storm and a break in the clouds. I have tasted the lips of chaos and serenity was hidden in its shadow.
Even in her absence I will smile and write, cry and recite and memorize true loves prayer. Making sweet, sweet love to the silence. The quiver of her lips shake my entire existence. Her scent stains my skin so it always feels as though I just held her.
I always go to bed alone, but in my own way she is with me, resting peacefully beneath my eyelids. If she starts to leave, I will abandon the written word and bury my love for her in the marianas trench. But what I wouldn't give to hold a sliver of her in my palm. Keep her safe from harms way because we both know I'm terrible at letting go. Never learnt how to say goodbye since no one stays long enough to say it. So I shall sink into oblivion and follow my Annabell Lee and see if love survives when we fade into black.
She set a sensible heart on fire and it won't die down.
Because I love you,
I love you,
I love you so...
Her.
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Re: Her.
Hi, I thought this was lovely too. Great writing and I think you showed a natural talent with story telling. Great job.
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I got me feeling some type of way, lol. A good type though.
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I really like the fluency in this piece. The tone is strong, and expresses crisp and clear metaphors. There's a strong poetic sentiment underpinning this one which, when coupled with the particular wording of your metaphors, makes for a thought igniting read. Thank you for sharing it!
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Oh...........oh my................if you could but bottle this, tinted with moon glow, sprinkled with dream stars and perhaps dotted here and there with the rainbows reflected in Lover's tears of Joy, this is wonderful. Just absolutely gorgeous. So well deserving, indeed, of the Spotlight and more, Bravo!! BRAVOOO!!!
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