This post will be short and sweet.
Here’s a poem I wrote a few days ago that I decided to share:
Fallen Stars
I once danced like two moons lay encrusted on my thighs
Light illuminating from the arches created by my shifting back
I once laughed into an abyss of tears
Powerful drops falling into the cupped hands clinching my sides
Liquids put in motion by the movement of love
“Peace, be still”
Maybe He wasn’t talking to the roaring ocean and tumultuous wind at all
Maybe the “still” meant that throughout all of the chaos, there “still” remained peace
I used to simply look in both eyes of another
Now I only see two
Two eyes to mine, two lips creating too much negative space
To guide the words out,
“You’ll always be number two”
Whether two girls after two months or too many kisses to another after two years
I’m now realizing that broken moons don’t turn into stars
The pieces lie there
Never decaying, never disintegrating
I once touched like grass grew beneath my every step
Life force erupting by my skips
I also once found myself
Mangled and trapped below the footprint of someone else
Two
Two feet
One me
Too many lovers holding two hands
Too many steps forward to just now see the other two eyes looking back
Notions of “I should have kissed you” falling on a false target
Words that now lay dormant across bitter, unintentional actions
Love doesn’t stop the fall
It only captures each moment for the heart’s memory in lessons learned
Stay blessed, loves.
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TOO GOOD!! So publishing….
WOW!