Margins

truth be told i am still unsure what about you that makes my heart glow and grow beautifully like the stars

is it your eyes that silently worships in the temple of my body? your ears that love my every single moan? or your mouth craving to taste my south?

but just like the earth without its twinkling stars my temple is hollow & empty

there are plenty of things about you that i could list things that I love about you ones that annoy me, too

i could take the cheesy route and say you have the most beautiful, most expressive eyes I have ever seen

or try to be a hopeless romantic and tell you that i love you because you make me the happiest, the luckiest woman even at 2:30am when i daydream of you

neither of them is wrong

in fact i meant every single word

but you deserve more than that

you deserve more than a freeverse written at midnight after over an hour of talking to you on the phone

you deserve more than a silly, little compliment that gives you nothing more than a giggle and a snort

you deserve more than a girl like me who can offer you nothing but all of me

but because i love you

i will become the girl that you deserve

the girl you’d want to spend every morning and every night of every day with

i will become the girl that would make you feel the happiest, the luckiest man even if we’re simply spooning together

cinematic, poetic

for a moment, I thought

we’re a fuckin’ indie movie

low lights, muted colors

music neither of us recognize.

poignant and true.

someone gave the pen to Hemingway

‘cause hills and elephants

were crowding our way

except this time

it was all me.

six weeks

and x days

distress clearly painted on my face.

you flooded me with apologies

and for a moment

i believed you

were leaving me.

but you stayed

regardless

of the one way conversations,

sudden bursts of tears,

pointless self-loathing,

of finger-pointing,

and eating for two.

you stayed

even after

it’s all done,

responsibilities over,

dues paid.

you said you are staying

unless i ask you to leave

and I won’t ever.

if i could

next to your eyes i adore your mouth the most covering me in kisses whenever we’re together reminds me that a flawed woman like myself deserves affection too hearing your contagious infectious laughter makes me feel at ease like i shouldn’t worry about tomorrow cause right now i’m with you and the things you say to me remind me of how lucky i am to finally rest my head on someone real

He’s in my bones I’m in his head I guess it hasn’t really sunken in that this could just all be in my head

That maybe I am thinking about him of him too much so much

But he is in my head in his unmade bed Georgian, born and bred

He touches me and I fall under a spell His mouth reaches mine and I lose all my shit

But reality bites and it’s time to go home again to close my eyes and fall asleep

Fingers crossed