Echoing and Haunted

A Boy With Roses

In this canyon of echoes I reverberate                                                                                

No need to pray, don't care what Jesus had to say                                            

I made the rules just so I could break them                                                                        

I'm really laughing in my mind, bled the love from my heart                                        

Now I see, now I see

 

Stillness in photographs, waves like memories                                                            

In a broken home, there's no love to be found                                                          

Just a broken boy with soft red lips                                                                                    

In the grip of seizure, echoing and haunted

 

I recognise your love in mirrors, lost in sands                                                                

Turning tables when your eyes light up blue                                                                  

Love, me, you, me and you                                                                                

Separated by fears, lakes of endless tears 

 

Pleasure rippled between our bodies, sun on our skin                                                        

We tried to hide from the light, but our secret is too big to hush                                            

You're all I've ever wanted, and I think about you when I shouldn't                        

Sometimes I can't get enough, and now I've found you                                                

I'm drowning in bliss 

 

Drunk on your love                                                                                                          

(i)                                                                                                                  

Candlelight, sweetness, all the hope I need                                                                  

Cast the first stone, plant the first seed                                                                                

In our new world, I feel                                                                                                      

(i) 

 

Life is heavenward goodbye, no comparison                                                                            

All the chips have fallen, innocence stolen by oceans                                          

Corrupt hands, bitter poison 

 

There's no more miracles, we're feral in this wilderness                                                

Our bodies are changing and, and                                                                                

All I need is the stars, the moon, my thoughts of you                                              

Enough sustenance, I don't need, need, I need, I                                                                                                          

Can't remember falling asleep                                                                                        

Passed out in a strange place, and I think                                                                

Sometimes, quietness                                                                                                        

Soft aching kiss, spirit magic, sometimes                                                          

Quietness. 

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  • Published: December 20th, 2021 17:53
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  • L. B. Mek

    'In the grip of seizure, echoing and haunted
    I recognise your love in mirrors, lost in sands
    Turning tables when your eyes light up blue

    Love, me, you, me and you

    Separated by fears, lakes of endless tears '



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