Monday 9 February 2015

A Photo

Take the photographs I purposely left you out of
Burn them hopelessly beneath your eyes and once you're tired of them
Throw them away and never look back
Don't worry about how that part of me will go away with it
Know that time is meant to be lived, not captured.
When you see the fear in my eyes
Don't run
Pull the fear out, examine it, remind it not to be ignored.
Fear grows under pressure, it feeds on your anxiety.
Watch the memories in your mind until they no longer hold any meaning
Show them light and remember them for the way they were,
Remove yourself,
Don't daydream about words never said
And leave out your romanticized ideas of how things really went.

Hold the photographs I purposely left me out of close,
Imprint them confidently beneath your eye lids and once you believe them,
Breath there essence in and keep the scent in mind
Try not to mistake confidence for cockiness
Know that accepting your worth doesn't undermine it.
When you see fear in your eyes
Embrace it
Pull the fear out and remind yourself you're not alone.
Watch the memories in your mind when you need them,
Show them patience and understanding,
Remove yourself,
But allow yourself to fall in love with them
Say the words you never said and feel every moment.
Plan a little but be prepared for change
When an opportunity appears, consider it
And if it terrifies you beyond belief, take it.


Tuesday 3 February 2015

Cheesy

You carve poems onto my tongue every time you kiss me,
Sign your name all over my body every time you touch me,
Write happiness into my smile every time you laugh,
Burn love into my heart every time you tell me that you love me,
Imprint beauty into my mind every time that I see you,
Your love shinning through my darkness like the northern lights,
Brilliant and colourful beyond words;
She laughs "Don't be silly, that's so freaking cheesy" and the clock melts into nothing, my cheeks get all rosy, I'd smile but I'm crazy and the lights bring me down.
Maybe I'm not a writer, words move through my throat like sandpaper as few as they come.
She's easy to breath, most beautiful creature I've ever seen.
Damn there I go again.