your dark eyes are a cliff edge
I dreamt of leaping over
toes curled around the ledge
gravel timbre, your textured voice
seemed silky smooth
trying to soothe
my unsure steps, my cautious gaze
cliff winds gifted a certain haze
my sanity went overboard
I dived right along with it.
the sea I can handle-
you just can't submit
but in the depths of your words
I'm barely afloat
i've never wished to find it
when I watched my inhibitions split
and disrupt the waves
my soul was saved
but your hand on my thigh
gripped much too tight
I didn't want that fight
or your attempts at contrite.
you, a conqueror?
my boy, your name went sour
my skin was never yours to claim
inked over the marks trembling fingers made
YOU ARE READING
open letters to no one
Poetrypoems I can't keep to myself. things to get off my chest with verbs, nouns, adjectives. life lessons I have no one to share with. texts I really should send but don't have the courage to. things I can't say aloud. in essence, words I want to scream...
