#g.d.b.

the lips of another man?

has god ever eaten

from an apple 

so sweet?

has god ever felt

a tear drop off

a cheek so soft

and when he kissed it off

felt the rush off blood

bloom in his veins

and heard

his voice

ring out

so sweetly?

has god ever heard 

a man moan 

his name

in the dark?

has he ever tasted 

such temptation

upon sweet lips

and lie in quake

a the feeling

of a touch?

can god judge

if he has never

been met

with the eyes

of 

such a man

who has eaten the apple

and decided 

to live this life

full of sin

and temptation

on soft lips?

oh, i wonder

g.d.b. aka @ sometimesiwriteinthedark.tumblr.com

I watch myself dance circles ‘round you.

You’re a man made of clay and veins of fire and flight,

I watch you run circles ‘round me, 

As a child who watches the sunrise in awe

And worships its gleam,

“I wish to be your God.”

Here I heard a warning,

“Do not go where my eyes cannot follow.”

A grave amount of words,

Spoken in hopes of happiness,

Comes out of your soured mouth

Little breathes come to play ‘round your hands

Like little ghosts,

My angel is praying again.

The words ring loudly inside our heads.

“I wish to be a God.

Do not go where my eyes cannot follow. “

When you were a boy,

I watched you dance across my endless green plaines.

You’d sing out in devotion and joy, 

Hoping to grow tall enough to support me.

I wiped away your tears,

I’ve watched your legs become long and lean,

I’ve watched you run amock, wild in my forests of fears,

Yet it could not deter you.

Dancing across my seas, 

Terror waiting to swallow you up, you’d dream

With the push in pull of many moons,

“You are changing.

Do not go where I cannot follow.”

You’ve grown too tall for this world to contain you

The truth, as clear as day, runs free on my somber face.

Fearless fingers stretch towards the morning blue,

You capture the sun in the palms of your hands

And smile gently at me, in the gleam of my morning dew.

“There are gods who live in fear of you.

Do not go where my eyes cannot follow.”

I watch myself run towards your flickering body

My overflowing seas can no longer mezmerize,

Your all-knowing eyes.

You’ve taken the sun out of my sky.

No longer a boy, but a man 

Who will awe someone else’s life.

And in the dark, you go where I cannot follow,

So quietly I will wait for a new day,

In this endless stay.

Be free with the birds my love

by G.D.B. aka @sometimesiwriteinthedark.tumblr.com 

So, I dream of your kind eyes

I don’t remember your name

But, I know who I was:

A vision of love

The days may move quickly,

Fleeing from me

Bleeding through the light

I can remember now

Time is free

He spreads his great wings

Along the sea current

Twisting, turning,

Winds oblige his flight.

We follow slowly behind.

His feathers dull and grey

Flickering in the sunlight,

His eyes

Sullen in search of dreams.

But he cannot reminisce

Time wanders as children do

Pitying the old and weary

Who dream that the skies are free

I remember

Up here

My keen eyes have seen

You, Love, in a dream

When will time fly back to me?