frostyangel
Bluelighter
In all the simple things of this life..
Like this reoccurring dream of
you and me
It plays over so many times..
again and again..
in my mind..
Even though the moment never
really existed..
Although it could..
It's just the way it gives me
chills of an unknown kind..
but what exist is our smiles
and laughs..
your just not here, most of the time
Throughout, space and time my body
is waiting for us to intertwine..
But, it never happens.
The moment that we stop to realize
the way we feel, how we entered a
really awkward moment. you touch my
face..
I wanted to understand this is
the way you've been feeling too.
And I look into your eyes..
So clear and forgivingly blue..
I feel this power so bottomless
in my stomach that makes me melt through
the seams of your finger tips as you
begin to slide them through my hair..
And for the first time, I feel so
irristable, like nothing was more
important than this moment.. this
feeling and it will never be able
to be replaced..
And as my chest becomes tight and I slowly
let my breath out, hoping that you wont
notice the fear, I fear within my eyes..
When you touched my hand I froze..
I stumble over a sentence that didn't
make much sense out loud..
Here we fight endlessly over dumb words
that commit to no conversation..
That play us as stupid.. we know we're
not.
But in our minds we want to spill every
emotion that could encounter, every morsel
of our true beings..we want to know
the beauty of who we are..
I look back, turning my eyes down and away
As if I'm looking back toward the past,
trying to understand how we got to the present,
trying to escape the this broken future..
"I am covered in skin... no one gets to come in"
Like this reoccurring dream of
you and me
It plays over so many times..
again and again..
in my mind..
Even though the moment never
really existed..
Although it could..
It's just the way it gives me
chills of an unknown kind..
but what exist is our smiles
and laughs..
your just not here, most of the time
Throughout, space and time my body
is waiting for us to intertwine..
But, it never happens.
The moment that we stop to realize
the way we feel, how we entered a
really awkward moment. you touch my
face..
I wanted to understand this is
the way you've been feeling too.
And I look into your eyes..
So clear and forgivingly blue..
I feel this power so bottomless
in my stomach that makes me melt through
the seams of your finger tips as you
begin to slide them through my hair..
And for the first time, I feel so
irristable, like nothing was more
important than this moment.. this
feeling and it will never be able
to be replaced..
And as my chest becomes tight and I slowly
let my breath out, hoping that you wont
notice the fear, I fear within my eyes..
When you touched my hand I froze..
I stumble over a sentence that didn't
make much sense out loud..
Here we fight endlessly over dumb words
that commit to no conversation..
That play us as stupid.. we know we're
not.
But in our minds we want to spill every
emotion that could encounter, every morsel
of our true beings..we want to know
the beauty of who we are..
I look back, turning my eyes down and away
As if I'm looking back toward the past,
trying to understand how we got to the present,
trying to escape the this broken future..
"I am covered in skin... no one gets to come in"

