Love in the Dark

A Boy With Roses

the kiss you left on my cheek is a memory I can't forget                                              

how the moonlight carries us through deep waters, through lonely times  

running with no escape, wishing we could stay forever young                                            

tomorrow is a birth right burning away like a candle                                                

under the bruised sun, we lay hopeless in our powerless dreams                                      

and the grass grows like light in our rooms                                                              

shining when we're alone at night, alone with my addictions

 

I wait for this bubbling pink sky                                                                                  

the suburban limousine, the morning fog scene                                                                

your lung capacity was an airport over a football field                                                                    

with eyes that were meant to cry

 

time was all I ever needed, but I feel it slipping away                                                      

like a warm ice cream on a cool summer day                                                                      

the blood we share bonds us, shapes us, informs us                                                                

and when you tell me it's alright, I shy away                                                                  

you don't know it, while you were sleeping I tried to kill myself                                        

just to feel something more than this touch-and-go pain                                                                    

torn between two realities, I took off the seat belt                                                          

always wondering if it was meant to be, this destructive make-believe                                      

I feel the wheels spinning like you danced at the disco                                                      

the magic of birthday cake, the rise and flow of our limbs breaking 

 

buried in the darkness of your heart, love in the dark                                                              

blinded by love, love in the dark. 

  • Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 2nd, 2022 16:30
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  • arqios

    A quite atmospheric poem were more than one thing is laid bare. Also curious how my current posting (that focal point) lays somewhere in the same vicinity. Thanks for sharing.



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