Perfumed Notes

Countdown

But from what?
From the time my heart stops
Slamming into my chest
With elation?
From the realization
That you're mine?
Until the day I say - ?

No.

Always counting down
To a miniscule implosion
Whether real or otherwise

Far from you

But only for now

A simple act so filled with anticipation
I only hope that you welcome this
As beautifully as I imagine in the wee hours of twilight
2/2

Trembling limbs and weakened knees
I shudder with every inhale
"It was only a kiss..."
The meeting of lips that has yet to occur
Except only in whispers to misshapen pillows
Is it fear or longing that fuels these racing thoughts?
1/2

My only wish
is to love you
my whole life

I also wish
You knew

How impossibly does word and
Vision and song
Express the blooming of
Adoration and longing!
Not for lust or fleeting
Gratification
But for the eyeshine of hope
In our intertwined twilight
A labyrinth of possibilities
Risks taken in the name of
Palpitations

Still I try
For you are worthy
Of devotion

oh to be a woman running through a foggy cemetery in the middle of the night barefoot in a ghostly nightgown

I made a mistake today
I went searching for the truth
While it did set me free,
Why was the price so high?

Spells invoking fire
White hot and ravenous
Incantations typed in rapture
Honey on the breeze
Sight unseen
May they reach you
May they envelope you
Find me when they do

i wish that the darkness of humanity was not in our hearts. i wish it could be otherwise. i wish there was a pill you could give people to make them vomit up the knotted, tangled mass of rage and hate that festers in their guts and poisons their souls, and leave them better, kinder beings.

Words float between choking and a whisper
Can they still be heard as the light
Fades from the last syllable?

If I could write your name with
Ink crafted from my tears
Would it summon you?

How can I beseech the moon
To carry my visage to your door
Like a specter of desire?

I am so
Envious
Of the stardust
That made you

Particles
That understand
Perfection
Personified

Great philosophers of the ages, tell me true
Why you never understand until it happens to you? 2/2

I never understood songs and poetry
Pining for long lost lovers turned friends or enemies

I never understood quaint similes and prose
Describing rose-scented heartstrings

A prick of the finger on the spinning wheel of romance
And all I never understood became hoarse cries and fated happenstance 1/

And even though I've never heard your voice
Or ran my fingers through your hair
I know I've always loved you
Before we laid eyes on each other 2/2

You cook, I'll clean
And we can live that dream
That I've had since I can remember
And if I write your name repeatedly
On a tattered piece of paper
Just know I'm trying to manifest us
Hand in hand in autumn weather 1/2