Jay - Hello Poetry

Jay Nov 2013

I knew you
in an instant
when I saw you
pass by
like I've known you
my entire life.

We lived out
each other's lives
in one another's eyes
making love with
awkward glances
and shying smiles.

We shared the simple
yet meaningful conversations
that one has at 2 o'clock AM
all without saying a word.

It was very easy to love you
and spend my life with you,
even if it was only for an instant.

You poured the coffee
and I left the tip.

My dear, if you are reading this, don't fret, for this is fiction.

Jay Nov 2013

My Love

You have.
More than you'll ever realize.

Jay Nov 2013

Cloudy

It didn't rain
but I still thought
of you.

Jay Nov 2013

Wild Imagination

I dreamed of you all day today.
Like a ghost
Your faint whispers
and grace
floating through my
head
I swear that I could see you
out of the corner of my eye
but when I'd look
you were gone
I knew you were among the stars
seeming so randomly placed
but in perfect position
as though they were chosen
by some great artist
as you fill my night sky
I can feel you
as tangible as mist
everywhere
all that I can see
all that I can think of
surrounding me
but every attempt I make
to grasp you and hold you
close
escapes me
and slides through my fingers.
Tonight,
as every night,
I will wait for you
and hope that it rains.

Jay Nov 2013

Panes

That tiny square
in which I see your
face is the most
fantastic window
to the most
beautiful
view.

Jay Nov 2013

Sunny Side Up

I think about you constantly.

The way you would say my name and the inflections your voice holds
and when I get risky, sitting there in the dark,
I wonder what It'd be like if you said it over and over.

I wonder how far it is that I'd have to bend down
to kiss you and meet you halfway, or if that'd be an issue at all.
I've thought about what it'd be like to slide my hand
down your back and just how close you would pull me in
or if the arch of your neck fits on my shoulder perfectly.

I think about your laugh and what makes you do so.
I wonder what kind of music you love the most.

I wonder how warm we'd be when we were close and how
often you'd like to be there.
I know you'd look **** wearing my shirt, but,
I may prefer you without it;
and maybe I could just
keep you warm.

Jay Oct 2013

A Letter About Bruises

My dear,
I never meant to hurt you
never would I mean to
When I say I haven't felt in so
long
I'm talking of other things
Things that boil me up
and make me have to
let out my frustrations
and passions
You do nothing but
bring me up when I am down
because all I've got to do is think of you
and I'm alright
When I haven't felt
it's of other things to
make what I say interesting
I'm sure I said before
I feel I write best when I'm angry
or sad
but you've proved me wrong every time
so forgive me, my love
because as always
these words were meant
for
you.
Please don't forget that.