One day the wind blew All the leaves down off the trees And they were bare I saw the birds just sitting there Preening their new winter feathers Two sitting on a branch together
Their nests were empty Broken and falling down Sticks and bits all on the ground Babies all long flown away On that branch they said goodbye Now they huddle side by side
I wonder why they stick around When all the others go Maybe they just like the snow Something I will never know I watch them sleeping in that tree A little rest and finally some peace
December is the month In which I first read your words The month in which I first struggled to understand You, the first time I was Puzzled by your language Which made such little sense Still I devoured every Letter you wrote to me
A dozen Decembers later I still find myself lost By your accidentally strategic Wording, the way in which You hide bits of yourself In silly metaphors In carefree excitement In your strongest convictions
December is the month In which I knew the depths Of your emotions, your thoughts Before I knew your voice Before I knew your face or Your touch felt with skin Before I knew your name or story Before I knew I could break You as I myself was breaking
A dozen Decembers passed And we are both healing We are the steady stream of Lovers light, of rain rivers Flowing down the sides of the Mountains we've formed over So many years of crashing plates Stand with me at the peak In our breathless altitude
It is December again My favorite month, it's when You came into my life so Unexpectedly, like a night Blizzard, I awoke to an enchanted World, and with each new year As each holiday I have with you Passes, we have our history And our memories, we have a Bond that strengthens our Relationship, wild and tender
I will live alone Detached But I will be no spinster Perhaps instead A weaver Of loose threads That flow to me Over salty waves, making Their landing In the sands of a Beach I will never visit So the seagulls Will carry your damaged Pieces of fabric Home to me
The skies I fly are crimson red tonight Sailors below me prepare for tomorrow And as I reach the clouds I wonder what colors you are seeing.
I spend hours soaring through the airwaves Hoping to spot you somewhere But your wings have gotten heavy lately And you are drifting lower these days.
So I search beneath the white wisps To find you standing on the ground On the rocks where I first saw you In the twilight hours of an April day.
You look out into the ocean The waves are crashing after a storm You tell me that the sea is endless And you wish your faith could be that way too.
Upon the shoulders I kiss lightly You carry the weight of past concerns Still you confide in me Worries of your angel wings falling.
You cry out why would I love you If your feathers hit the ground If your eyes were to stop glowing And you could not fly with me again?
I pluck a white feather from my own wings Blowing it out to sea I assure you You do not have to be an angel To be able to touch the red in the sky.
I take out two more of my feathers Tucking them neatly behind your ears The ends weave their way into your head My love with you wherever you go.
I wouldn't ask for you To meet me under covers I wonder if you know There are no rules for lovers
Did you make lines to cross? Were they drawn in the sand? Were they passed down Like family jewels Or golden rings on hands?
No handbooks for hearts Bodies aren't black and white Driving in the dark All these roads blink yellow lights
We've been friends We've been more We have both loved others Kiss the labels off my lips There are no rules for lovers
It's in the sound of the crunch and The texture I feel in my shoes as The dead leaves crumble under my feet Breaking between my sole and the street
It's that darkest time of year again When I'm taken back to autumn After the colors have blown away And the world turns a numbing grey
I don't know how you held my love In your hands and just let it all go How you let me slip between your fingers And die face up beneath the snow
It's the howl of painfully naked trees I know them well, I cried with them And every year since I've cried again Because I don't know how to unfreeze
Come to me asking for love And I will lay you down in the Forest clearing Sun through the branches Slivers of gold, tiny trickling rivers Like goddesses over your skin. Here it is, I will tell you Here in the damp grass, on top Of the mossy rocks, softness I can't offer that anymore Though I want to Gaia, please take it from here
Maybe you're wearing that winter coat Because you're not used to Places that snow Or places that make other people feel cold
And when you exhale all that smoke I can see your breath Air out your mouth Air coming out that makes no words
Maybe you're wearing that winter coat Like downy armor Standing so close and still so far from me In a jacket so lovely
My old friend My old lover I've given up Trying to figure out Who we are To each other
Your hands in mine My head to yours There are butterflies Inside of me Because you feel warm
Take the lead I will follow you And if you decide One day That being At my side Bothers you
Then let me stand Still Alone In the place we met Our secret home My love is yours Not borrowed You can come back Any time Any tomorrow
Don't be afraid To lose my face I've roots in the ground Be honest with me Talk to me I'll always be around I've never once Abandoned you Or lost the love we found There are no chains Promises to break When you hold me We aren't bound
And then you touch me Yes you touch me I'm heated and overwhelmed For so long I've kept Your touch Locked up inside myself You let me let it out
You stood with me In our secret place And put your hand On my shoulder
We wouldn't have Imagined this Is how we'd be When we got older
Maybe we thought We'd be far apart Or colder But look me in the eyes All they do is smolder
Just for you We're both softer now Just with you Your head to my brow I could write forever Just about how It feels with you right now
Your life is yours And mine is mine On the days they come Together it's divine They do not belong To just one place in time From there I glow From here we shine
This is not poetry It's just me Adding line breaks To a thought
For not the first Or second time Someone has found a Loved one inside me A yearning for me To hold their words
For not the third Or last time Let me be that Person you need Let me transform so You can be with them
"I can be someone's and still be my own." -- Shel SilversteinSide blog: @a-sign-of-fire
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