You think me kind
tame even
and I am neither
within this burgundy frame lies a painting
still wet
within the painting, an emotion
still burning
years flicker by like novice dancers singeing toes
the only thing unchanging
the impression you formed, as if you reached in
and tore my heart out with your clenched fist
laughing at the ease with which you did it
years now rolled into mountains, unscalable
and you return over them, gone so long
where I had been safe tasting distance
thinking of you as you might
a dream unable to be pierced
there is something unbearable about
our almost proximity, I cannot pretend
it is easy to watch you and do nothing
as miles lent secure remove
but when you walk into a room
searching with your brown eyes
I trample self-control
space swallowed by your swell
raw music in the way you take a chunk out of life
and shine on dauntless
renders me ravenous
as sky torn in mockery lets loose
a torent
and it is this downpour
I find drowns me over
as if it were somehow amused
by how many times I will die
wishing I could change everything
bend you supple and willing
over the elogation of time
back to that girl I first beheld
walking up to me all hard ad soft
stretching out your hand and shaking mine
leaving behind enough to hold onto
all these years, a love letter without stamp
for no girl is you, for no girl is you
words kept in jars on high shelves
damning me to a world of whispers
where nothing but the actress in me
can ever really speak
How wonderful!
(and I want to say something about ‘singeing’ – but what? – about how ace and awkward it looks as a word!)
🙂 x
Achingly beautiful
The actress speaks the scripted, edited, speakable shadow of unspeakable truth of passion and pain.
Oooh I very much enjoyed this piece.
So very powerful
This is spectacular! Absolutely wonderful! <3
And yet, and yet… YOU shine on dauntless. ^_^
Thank you for saying so. I find it hard to motivate myself to keep writing because there are so many writers, and so much social media noise and sometimes you wonder ‘why?’ and I’m not much of a joiner. Then again it’s better than doing nothing – thank you dear one (I like the cat ears!)
You made my day seeing your comment here dearest Sarah
EXACTLY
I knew you’d get this one. Thank you dearest one
ha ha ha I totally agree Nick I thought the same! Thank you for reading this ox
🙂 🙂 😉 🙂 🙂
I’m sorry I’ve been so quiet. I feel like I’ve let so many people down.
Omg but you haven’t. Not at all. I’ve just known you a long time and value you. So it’s a treat to hear from you. But you do not let anyone down. Never.
Thanks love. You’ve done so much and should know how much you’re appreciated and that your words are adored.