2/3/2012
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2/3/2012
43,019 notes
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Feeling sentimental with a touch of nostalgia
‘Cause I miss you
Body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away
And I breathe you
Into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today
‘Cause I love you
Whether it’s wrong or right
And though I can’t be with you tonight
You know my heart is by your side.
I’ll look at myself in the mirror every few minutes.
Just to see how much I’ve aged in the past 72 hours.
In interlocked hands and hearts
I am not untouched.
I walk with knowledge in my step
and the taste of virility on my tongue.
I have been aware for years now.
My hands have rested on his chest
and my eyes have seen our shadows on the wall.
I know the scent of sweat and satisfaction.
The passion that drives every movement
and kiss down my back brews sweet bliss in my hands.
I have cameras in my eyes.
Photographs of caramel colored skin paint my dreams
and the depressions when he breathes time my sleep.
I have heard melodies in our moans and sighs.
The frictionless touches between our skin
and our hearts keep the steady beat awake.
I know the serenity after an explosion.
We own the love left between survivors
and the knowledge we are all we have.
If you want to blame anyone, blame everyone, because none of us are innocent.
Look at me again
Your stare embarrasses me
Yet, I am content
If no one else will acknowledge what happened then maybe it’s best I just leave it as the dream they want me to believe it was. In the end, it will be known who was telling the truth.
Falling deeper into a hole, I just don’t think I’ll get out of this time…