Water In My Veins: Favorites

Jun 2014 Water In My Veins

Sunshine

Jun 2014 Water In My Veins

Pushing Daisies

Sunshine

I miss you,
More than the infinite,
Timeless number,
Our hearts cannot define.

I miss you,
The waves of efficient,
Self worth you gave me.
The feeling of clarity,
You stretched out,
across the shore.

I miss you,
Now the wind has changed,
And you no longer,
See me as who I know,
I could be.

I miss you,
Being your namesake sunshine,
Now I blend,
With the greyest skies,
And you just lie,

You just lie.

Jun 2014 Water In My Veins

Interjected

Jun 2014 Water In My Veins

Pushing Daisies

Interjected

You tell me,
I need to breath,
As you watch,
My rib cage heave.

There's comfort,
In your clouded eyes,
But I ignore,
Your feeble cries,
It's pity lined,
With bitter lies.

You tell me,
I need to breath,
I hold my breath,
And watch you leave.

*you tell me,
I need to breath,
And suffocate,
My self belief.

Jun 2014 Water In My Veins

Trapped

Jun 2014 Water In My Veins

Pushing Daisies

Trapped

There's a rooms where the light
won't find you,
Darkness will dilute all
You hoped to be.
In the black you can't see,
What's behind you,
But his breath is so heavy,
As you breathe.

Trapped in a open space,
That feels endlessly enclosed.
You can't escape the truth,
Or walk down the right paths road.

In this room where the light,
won't find you.
All alone is the life,
You can achieve.
In the black you can't see,
What's behind you,
But you'll feel him,
As he falls to his feet.

Jun 2014 Water In My Veins

Lamplight

Jun 2014 Water In My Veins

calpurnia mockingbird

Lamplight

The poet sits in lamplit gloom
alone in ebb and flow
how strange it seems to write of love
but never feel it's glow

A sigh, a lie, a broken heart,
a kiss on untouched skin
yet still this writers heart it sits
uncharted deep within.

The poet sits in lamplit gloom
and stares at paper bare,
then puts to it her broken heart
and leaves it bleeding there.

Jun 2014 Water In My Veins

You can't be put into words

Jun 2014 Water In My Veins

Tiffanie Noel Doro

You can't be put into words

I could write about every constellation-
Every shooting star
With every possible word-
Deep and meaningful
But I don't think anything could compare to you
So I'll do my best

And care for your heart unlike anyone you could ever know

(C) Tiffanie Noel Doro

#love #compassion #faith

Jun 2014 Water In My Veins

Gold Kisses

Jun 2014 Water In My Veins

Abby Lynn

Gold Kisses

His kiss was of gold
Staining her lips with the mark
Of innocence lost.

His fingertips left
Gilded prints, painted on her
Lovely face with care.

Polished Adonis
Though he was, the sun cannot
Shine on forever.

To everyone
He was gone and gone for good,
But he was still there

Every time she
Saw her face in the mirror
She still saw him there.

Painted on her skin
Filigree of fingerprints
And sweet lips stained gold

He left a shining mark
On her skin for no one else
But that one, sweet girl

Who learned that all
That glitters may not be gold
But gold can be found

Even if he is
Found putting his golden lips
On another girl.

#love #heartbreak #gold #kisses #lost #breakup #touch

Jun 2014 Water In My Veins

After the Opera

Jun 2014 Water In My Veins

Abby Lynn

After the Opera

In a palace without windows
I was curled up
Facing the wall
Too hurt to speak.
He perched on the edge of the cot
Like a bird,
Ready to fly
At a moment's notice.
"May I..."
He started.
"May I read your palm?"
My heart smiled just a little
At the thought of our
Favorite childhood game.
Without my answering,
He took my right hand
In his.
Using his warm, strong hands,
He splayed out my long fingers
And traced the lines on my palm.
"That's strange,"
He said.
"What is it?" I asked.
"You have a lonely line."
And before I could ask
What he meant,
He showed me where it was.
He gently drew a line
From the base of my thumb,
Up my arm,
Across my collarbone
And let his finger linger just above
My heart.
"It must have grown a little
Every day you were gone,"
I whispered.
"Do you have one, too?"
His golden eyes smiled.
"As a matter of fact, I don't."
"What?"
I was disappointed.
"I don't have one,"
He said as he moved one hand
To the small of my back
And the other to my chin.
"Because it went away
As soon as I heard you sing
Tonight."
And he gave me his first kiss
And stole my heart
In that palace without windows.

A dream I had about a handsome childhood friend with dark hair and gold eyes. Though he isn't real, I seem to miss him terribly.

#love #eyes #kisses #windows #song

Jun 2014 Water In My Veins

Everywhere

Jun 2014 Water In My Veins

Fish The Pig

Everywhere

People say I look down a lot,
And that when I walk my eyes are glued to my feet.
Looking at people feels awkard to me,
But more than that it hurts.
It hurts to look up and see all the beautiful people
And their beautiful clothes
and everything else in sight which only exists
to enhance their beauty.
I look down because when I look up,
I see people I once knew
Who were no better looking than I,
And have now grown up to resemble queens and goddesses.
I look down because I’m ashamed of my own appearance.
I’m ashamed that all these beautiful people
Will have to look at something so ugly.
I can’t help but wonder why all my old friends
Grew up to be beautiful, and remained together,
And left me,
All because I’m ugly.
I’m not pretty
Or funny
Or interesting
I’m just sort of here…
I was pretty and blonde and skinny as a child
And my glasses were easy to disregard
But their beauty enhanced
And I turned to muck
And stuck to the bottomn of their shoes
Hoping to be near them
But they only wiped me on the welcome matt
And slammed the door in my face.
I can’t help but wonder why
Everyone is so beautiful
Yet I remain
Ugly.

That is why I don’t look up.