Forever etched into a reverie
A memory of you and me
Branded behind my eyelids
Last night

When you had had much to drink
Couldn't think of how to blink
Your eyes reddened 'round the rims
Of irises

You held me in a drunk embrace
Around my waist to save your grace
Walked us right out of
That bar

Don't go you said
And instead pulled the thread
That held us
Together

And somehow our lips intertwined
As if you were mine in that time
As though we were
Fine

Alcohol stained my tongue

Because of that kiss
I often miss
AA meetings

beware when you fall in love
with an artist
be it a painter, a singer, or poet

for the artist will
paint you
with strokes and hues
in shapes of every kind

sing about you
with heartbreak lyrics
and feelings which rhyme

write about you
with the simplest words
and a secret message she wants to say

beware of the artist,
and her love
one wrong move
and you're an artwork in her display

I gathered up the pieces
of your heart in my palm.
"I love her," oh, how you
sounded so in-love, so
blind, so foolish that you
couldn't see how much I
loved you.
"I love her," soon the words
began to fade. You could
say I was happy, but was
holding you in my arms while
you cried yourself to sleep called
"Happy"?
"I loved her." Soon the words began
to repeat. I got tired of cleaning up
after the mess of broken bottles.
"I love you, now." You told me somewhere after the first snow-
flake has fallen. "But I don't."

you told me I
reminded you
of a poem.
A meaningful
yet incomplete
one. And I
Said, "it's only
true because I
love yo-"

i've been thinking about
how your favourite word
is ephemeral because
everything in your life
is so ******* fleeting

and i don't want to be
that way too