I feel numb and cold. I
feel isolated and bored.
My hands have sinned
again. This body is no
longer holy without you
by its side. Without your
hands caressing my
arms and thighs.

I painted a map on the
wall. Planned to build a
raft to float across the
ocean hoping to land
on your shores.

I can't sleep alone
anymore. I have to
move next to you. I
forgot what is it like to
feel. Lost my appetitive
and will to survive. I
need you badly in my
bed sheets tonight. I
stained the walls
with geography.

Paint splattered on my
shirt. And now I'm left
with nothing to do but
to write you a love note
and head out to build
that boat.

I'll be kicking these
waves soon. By dawn
i'll be wrapped up in
your arms. And we'll
be kissing again under
the moon light. But now ,
i have these feral
waves to
fight ~

Catching a glimmer
Of distant dreams
In a photograph she found
Lying between the pages of
Her favorite book of poems
Through a distant lens
A backward glance
She sees it…
A reflection of her life
In black and white it speaks
And frames for her the picture
Of a life that might have been
Slowly, a tear escapes
As she ponders all it says
This teller of lies
Filtering truths never told
Of a past disguised
A pain so strange
Inside her arose
Holding her transfixed
By this portrait of old
The outward reflections
Of this life-altering moment
She now uncovers
The truths never told
As the lies unfold
Then, in a moment
Her choice is made clear
This flash from the past
Brought her life into focus
Through she may shed a tear
For what might have been
She knows deep within
She would not alter
Her past life’s album
Nor the choices she made
…when

Collaboration between Kelly Rose Saccone and SE Reimer
© February 6, 2014

hiding alone the words slur together
the skin that i hold traps me
i guess tomorrow will be a better day
but can i go on
alone alone alone alone i sigh
i dont understand any longer
why am i like this happy then sad then in between
hiding alone the words slur together

My heart is your heart.
Your heart is my heart.
From adoration,
to a lifelong friendship.
From devotion,
to a tender emotion.
This love
was made for you and me.
As I walked,
this lonely highway.
I saw your face
in the sky above.
I looked beside me,
and saw you standing.
You were smiling,
and all around me,
your voice was calling.
This love
was made for you and me.

Today I went back.
Things seemed as if nothing happened;
the same as how it was before everything happened.
I'm glad it's that way.
I wouldn't be if it wasn't.
Thankyou, though.
For understanding.

Tomorrow's gonna be a big day.
I hope the burden isn't gonna be big.
But what's need to be done has to be done.

All I can do is to hope for the best.
After all, why would I hope for the worst?
Never for myself,
which means never for others too.
Or it's all gonna come back to me.