Pieces

There is a peace in this room

Tonight

A silence broken only by pieces of our lives

Exhaled

A piece of you and a piece of me

Intertwined

By the dimming twinkles of the fairy string lights

If you squint

They would look like fireflies

There is a peace in this room

Darkness

That saves itself in shadows behind packed

Boxes

Our hands don’t touch

Each other

They aren’t supposed to after decades

Together

Our life has written all it can on our faces

There is a peace in this room

Tonight

These walls are looking new to me

Each day

Your face is slowly fading further into the fog

Everyday

But here is what I know in the depths of my heart

Your pieces

Have stayed in this rusty mind of mine

There is a peace in this room

Tonight

Fact: every time you exhale

You die

Your soul waits for a moment

For takers

Then crawls right back into your skin

Into life

There is a peace in this room

Tonight

Because my soul is slowly holding on

To yours

And every time I exhale it takes longer

To come back

As if deciding, whether

It’s worth it

Ah! But I forget the piece in this room

Tonight

The only piece of you my mind doesn’t

Let go

You see when souls are together

For this long

It doesn’t matter which piece goes to

The reaper

There is a peace in this room

Tonight

My life has been lived and your death’s

Dying

With creeping breath I now know what will

come to pass

Your soul will preserve mine inside your deliciously

Ancient skin

 

Tiny Notes

In my weird daily cosmos

There exist tiny pieces of yellow

One that thanks me for memories

Others that say I love you

 

Before you leave this room

Past the sea of unread notes

I wonder if they breathe at night

Sigh and smile like lovely ghosts

 

I read one and gaze ahead

The second I tape to my wall

Another lies etched in my dream

That’s the one that rules them all

 

It reads of promises

Of undying faith.

Whispers in the breeze

and takes my breath away…

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Up in Flames

This heart lies cold
at the edge
of a mortal soul
i wish for playful games
for eyes that burst you
up in flames

I haven’t seen the world just yet
to give up hope
on pretty words and unsafe bets
wish for an endless throe of pain
for words that burn my soul
up in flames

At length a story comes by
that brings a smile
to the unhurt eye
it sparks the wilderness for the tamed
bursts this virgin heart
up in flames

It takes you on a ride
of a lifetime
and wins over the most practical minds
at length you realize
you were winning a losing game
but by then
you are already up in flames

Miss Sunflower Blue

I don’t think about you
I’m sunflower blue
I dream of a voice
an evening breeze
whispering in my ears
singing me to sleep
I don’t think about you
I’m sunflower blue
You don’t haunt me
in my hazy memories
you don’t follow sunset 
in a midnight’s dream
I don’t think about you
I’m sunflower blue
You aren’t etched deep
in the depths of my soul
I don’t get lost without you
and wonder where to go
I don’t think about you
I’m sunflower blue