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Chloë Fuller Oct 2014
you rest a pipe in
the place between my
hip bone and stomach
it was cold
you were anything
everything
but cold
north philadelphia forever
  Oct 2014 Chloë Fuller
Gigi Tiji
I felt silly.

I felt silly because I didn't want to go to sleep and I was ******* exhausted.

But I wanted to soak in that starry soulshine you shimmer.

It's so easy to fall asleep
in it's radiant rippling warmth,
to float in it.

And it's just as easy to
stay awake in it as well,
to swim in it.

There are three things on this list:
Sleep, and basking in
your existence.

The latter is right at the top,

and  sleep  is
  all   the   way
      at    the
bottom.

Writing about you
is all the space
in-between.

But hey, I won't get too deep,
Because it's truly time for

sleep.
Love transcends
space and time.
I'll miss your face,
but go and grow!
We'll see each other
when our orbits align.
<3

must... sleep...
Chloë Fuller Oct 2014
my spine curls
third party
two bodies
one body
oh
X
my **** collection rocks
Chloë Fuller Oct 2014
He stands tall
proud
open
vertebrae linear
shining like the moon
sugar skin wrapped around  
delicate bones
and hardworking hands

He exudes comfort
like a warm summer night lying beneath billions of
constellations
they shine brighter with him
like crystals

Flowers grow from him
His heart is so much more caring than the sun
who berates delicate green tendrils with unforgiving heat
mysterious clouds can't shield his
effervescent energy
nor can smoke

He shoots electricity from his
fingertips
sparking life
igniting

He lifts massive weights
of time
of pressure
from the world's shoulders

He is now and infinite.
Chloë Fuller Oct 2014
To you
I owe nothing
yet I give you everything

To me
you owe nothing
yet you take everything
Chloë Fuller Oct 2014
I threw up in the rose bush

hot yellow and thick

nothing has been on my stomach in weeks

yet over-exaggerated thoughts

nagging doubt

justified distrust

is upsetting me

I threw up in the rose bush

I hope they survive better than I can
Chloë Fuller Oct 2014
I never learned to trust myself because I never learned to ride a bike.
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