floored.

it wasn’t the first time

i got lost in her hair

but the wind paused

and the sky looked over

this time

looked over me to see

if i was doing fine

and i told him

i didn’t even see him

walking through the door

i never felt him

putting his foot down

on my carpeted floor

and no it’s not that

i don’t love him as much

as i did before

it’s just that my

existence was clouded by

her hair and i couldn’t help

but want more.

imagination.

her
beauty and
wild

was way
beyond her

imagination.

the bleak weather came in today

and parked her car
outside the city limits.

hung her muggy smile
along the dapper greens.

placed her bets on the naked
men shocked with the scenes.

sunk deep within the
core of the sidewalks.

while she swept your warmth
out with her crisp talks.

the winter came in today

but so did you.

It’s not easy

“I’m broken.”
She said.
“I’m hurt. Afraid.”

He looked into her eyes,
those beautiful eyes
that made the stars jealous
of the way they
shone

and said

“I’ve never met
a strong person
with an easy past.”

a beautiful language

that innocent but confused face,
with those dreamy pair of eyes,
the way they stared with such grace,
of all the things i felt like in haze,
no, they couldn’t have lied.

the deep blue was in a hurry,
but how could i let it run?
her eyes had their own vocabulary,
such magic, it made mine blurry,
what a beautiful language to learn.

for she had eyes and chose me,
can you blame those wonders for that?
even now, when she looks back and sees,
the stars feel so ready to flee,
just don’t blame her, will you, for that.