The air rushed to greet our faces
pushing hair above our heads
and running tendriled fingers through it.
It kissed our foreheads with fierce stings
till its icy burn overcame all else.
We plummeted with our minds
our mouths open in song,
our bony fingers intertwined.
Our sapphire veins rose high,
as our blood pumped faster,
pressing against each others milky skin.
Our heartbeats pounded in unison
as our laughter united in solemnity.
We fell until all that remained
were the echos of insane giggling
after our bodies were taken away.
We grasp at the ladder
fingers slippery from past mistakes.
Hearts pounding in unison
the darkness claws at our heels
as our mouths open
in silent screams.
Suspended by invisible lines,
hair dangling in thick air,
movements too slow,
time too lost to breath.
If only mistakes could be wiped,
words left unspoken,
We are met in matrimony
as our eyes meet.
Our hands are raised,
our palms kiss,
and then we let go.
The darkness is cold as we plunge
but our bodies are colder,
locked in a frozen embrace.
Through seaweed brushing ankles,
condensation kissing hair,
and bulbs pushing out of dark dirt
to greet the sky.
Through the boiling heat cooking skin brown,
tears dripping through every pore,
and warmth sitting heavy on a heaving chest.
Through changing colors sweeping across sky,
deaths graceful mark a foreshadowing,
and a single chromatic word.
Through icy tendrils dripping on my head,
coldness dancing through the air,
and the sharp sense of frigidness.
Seasons of mother nature
whisper in my ear the secrets.
Touch upon my heart and begin it,
the stitching and sewing,
till I’m whole again.
It’s presence was haunting.
That shimmer of silver
always lingering out of full sight
licking the tearstains from worn carpets
and chilling my warm hand.
It slept in the shadows
a figurine to the curious sunlight
but when darkness rose those eyes alit
and above my sleeping frame it would hover
watching as innocence took over my weary face.
It’s smell lingered long after it was gone
like a subtle rosy hue
to color the air
and tickle my lungs.
So cruel of it to leave me
with only the tiniest hint it was ever there
a remainder burnt deep into the pulsing scar
that it once healed with icy touch.
It wasn’t until I realized who it was
that the poison began to call.
For the chance was stolen by my obliviousness
and now she was lost forever
the only one who’d cared –
and now I was determined
to be lost with her.