out of the box

my lovely poet

"my lovely poet"

Our kiss felt so indelicate and rough; without meaning, yet behind the kiss held so much. My hands tangled from your hair to your back as yours held both my hair and bottom. Nothing ever felt more right and nothing ever caused so much heat to project out of my lungs.

And when you slept upon my bed that I can no longer get rest in, your breathe hitched with fantasies of aliens and peace. Once your body injected a nightmare, and maybe that was a sign of disaster, but we ignored it for the time. For the moment you were mine and I was yours.

When you laughed, you smiled bigger than the universe. Your laugh was like a choke, a 'ch' was stuck in your throat, but to me for the time, it was what brought me some inner peace. I loved when you smiled, I still can't think of anything better.

I imagined us gazing up at the sky, watching the stars wink some and some stay still all through the night. My leg wrapped around your torso and head upon your heart, listening. It was a calming sound, especially when it slightly increased everytime my head rested on it. I was wanted by someone, and this someone was important to me.

A poet you are, and your darling words. I fancied every single one. But those poets are the ones to be careful of, I know. They give you metaphors and ideas larger than it all seems, and they leave their mark--so dense, so flawful-- then they leave and left behind the poems they spoke but never wrote.

For I am a poet, I knew this game well. Except with you by my side, not one simile left my pen, all was consumed in you.

We were both hitching together the same game not purposely. In the end, you were the victore and I was the casualty. Me, fearful of attachment, not wanting to play this games with just me again--You, fearful of losing yourself but this time not refinding you. But right when I was letting this attachment happen, once I accepted it you started to chock. I was facing my biggest fear, but now all is behind.

No matter how I'm feeling now, or how betrayed I am by you, I hope you're happy, I really do.