Floating to the surface
\nthis memory of you
\nlying on my chest<\/p>\n
The time since I felt that last
\nseems infinite.<\/p>\n
Yet you always ended up
\nfacing away from me.
\nFacing inward
\nwondering about your fear.<\/p>\n
We did not sleep that night.
\nOnce again,
\nyou felt yourself slip
\nout of control.<\/p>\n
Just like when you kissed me
\nso hard
\nso thrilling<\/p>\n
I do not believe you
\nwhen you chant
\n“I do not need that.
\nI am so very different.”<\/p>\n
You hate that you need
\nwhat may give you what you want
\nor what may destroy you.<\/p>\n
We both think too much
\nbut I’m not going anywhere
\nand I have chosen you.
\n—
\nFloating to the surface
\nthis memory of you
\ncalling me devious.<\/p>\n
I distract you
\nand I distract myself
\ntruths that I run from
\ntruths that I run to<\/p>\n
It all seems so complex
\nwhen I think
\nso many influences
\npushing us both<\/p>\n
What I feel is simple
\nand so very large
\nthat it may crush me
\ngrind me to dust<\/p>\n
So easy to lose myself
\nin the beauty of your skin
\nas a bull-fighting vampire
\nI am transfixed and quiet.<\/p>\n
So easy to lose myself
\nin the heat that flows
\nwhen I pull up your shirt
\nand rest my hand on your stomach.<\/p>\n
No longer.
\nI find myself pledging once more.
\nMy kisses are honest
\nMy touch plain.<\/p>\n
When I touch you now
\nyou may feel that simple feeling
\nthat threatens to crush me.
\nI will not fail myself.
\n—
\nFloating to the surface
\nthis memory of you
\npulling me up from sleep.<\/p>\n
I claimed a right
\nto push you
\nand your anger
\nlashed at me<\/p>\n
I bathed in this fire
\nwhile the fog
\nwould not clear
\nfrom my mind.<\/p>\n
Again, there was no filter
\nyou must delight in the
\nchildish honesty<\/p>\n
I meant what I said
\nwhen I claimed that right
\nI meant what I said
\nwhen I confessed my love<\/p>\n
I mean it all
\neven when it contradicts
\nI mean it all
\n—
\nFloating to the surface
\nthis memory of you
\nlistening to my tears<\/p>\n
I can barely hold
\nthis pencil
\nmy hand is shaking<\/p>\n
I have run
\nbecause of this
\nI have been angry
\nbecause of this
\nI have cried
\nbecause of this
\nI have forgiven
\nbecause of this<\/p>\n
I may be broken
\nbecause of this
\nI may be shattered
\nbecause of this<\/p>\n
But love can never
\ndestroy me.
\n—
\nFloating to the surface
\nthis memory of you
\nconfessing to me.<\/p>\n
You have told me
\nthat to speak makes you happy
\nas your touch makes me happy<\/p>\n
We should
\ntalk and touch
\nand be happy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Floating to the surface this memory of you lying on my chest The time since I felt that last seems infinite. Yet you always ended up facing away from me. Facing inward wondering about your fear. We did not sleep … Continue reading