::wholeadjective1 my whole heart: entire, complete, full, unabridged, uncut. ANTONYMS incomplete.

Monday, June 7, 2010

you are a sky.

we were tangled and folded against the summer night sky.
your arms were quaint cabins with fireplaces and no other visitors,
just me and you.
it was quiet and peaceful and there remained no form of chill;
your voice buzzed in my ear "i just want to hold you this time"
my frozen tears had no hope of ever falling from my cheeks but i wished for you to see all that i felt for those sweet words.
i don't feel like i am who you say;
but you wrap me up so soundly in your sweet arms while i rest heavily with a weeping heart.
i drown my eyes in sullen hope not from fear nor even perplexity but from sorrow that here i feel safer than i have ever needed to feel.
my head and my heart are strangers, not knowing, not understanding one another
but the light shown in your eyes arrayed with sound and earth as i whispered softly all that i know to be true of you and when our dreams crumble into dust in that moment i will not care because it is worth every ache.

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