....
String the memories on a necklace
Like the necklace on your dress
So I can choke you
When you think of me,
Too much on your mind already.
Attention and affection
Were never ones to hold hands
Though they came hand in hand,
Forever together
But never intertwined
In the same moment we shared.
It's like I'm wrapped around your fingers
Tied in a bow and
I don't even know when
I became a ribbon for your limbs but
I bind them together into
The commonfound peace sign
Of a cigarette smoker.
But now your skins been mixed with cinnamon,
Stretched over bones
That have grown to the sky,
I can see the world in your eyes.
Rusty golden continents
Embedded in an overcast sea,
I don't know where we
Should be
Going when you're laughing so sweetly;
Taking the seven seas from thieves,
Filling angered bodies with ease.
(please cure this disease.)
Voices have never sounded so bleak
After hearing the way
You speak your words,
I get weak at the knees for your poetic verse,
Though they're just translucent ghost words
On pages that have been erased too many times.
The edges of your smile
Curl up around my brain
And play their grin as I try to sleep,
I aim to keep my composure
While infinite amounts of butterflies
Eat away at my stomach
And invisible spiders
Become acupuncture for my body,
Tip-toeing behind every breath of yours
That walks across my skin.