THAT love…

I want that ugly love 

That messy love

That sloppy love

That love that you don’t even know it’s love

Until it’s too late love 

I want that love that punches you in the gut 

Grabs you by the throat

And pulls out your vocal cords love 

that love that leaves you speechless love

That leaves you breathless love

I want that love that you hear on the radio 

That one song that never gets old

That love you smell on your pillowcase

The kind that you know was worth the chase

I want that dirty love 

That gritty love

That love that stays up all night 

When you’re feeling shitty love

That love that stays up all night 

Making me feel pretty love

I want the way that I walk to remind you of 

that love

I want the way that you play with my hair to remind me of 

that love

I want to sink into that love every night 

As we fall asleep.

That love that remains trapped inside tangled legs 

and too many blankets 

I want that sweet love

That dream love

That truth love, that surreal love

That make my heart beat real love

That love that you don’t even know its love

Until it’s too late 

love 

THROWBACK THURSDAY Piece : “I Don’t Remember” 2002

I don’t remember my past lives, or what I ate last night for dinner…

I don’t remember when you said you loved me

I don’t remember when you left

I don’t remember how much money I spent this week, or what it would be converted in yen

I don’t remember sunset walks or moonlit talks, strolls in the park, or road trips on never ending highways

I don’t remember what chicken cacciatore tastes like, or carrot cake frosting

I don’t remember what your kisses were like, or the scar you have underneath your nose… right above your lip

I don’t remember catching fireflies, or setting them free, or even walking underneath persistent rains

I don’t remember being rushed, nervous, or even scared… I don’t remember your heavy stare

I can barely recall our memories… but do remember being blank

I don’t remember feeling this empty.  I don’t remember you.

A World Away…

It isn’t all the time

You can steal this heart

But a captive to your smile

It remains.

All the same, all these years

In a prison of memories

In a prison of broken promises

And broken dreams

That I still secretly wish will

Come true.

It is you.

Forever etched into the walls of my heart

You pull at strings I never knew existed,

You keep me twisted.

Stuck in your kiss… the same one from that first time

Over a decade gone and still I’m here

Free but enslaved

Free and enraged

 

Mostly because

I crave something tangible

Simple, like a hand to hold

Easy, like for you to know…that…

I Still Love You.

 

I’m banking on fantasies

Fixated on niceties

That I play over in my mind’s eye

The eye that I wish were blind.

It is in my nature to believe

And I live somewhere in between …

On this cloud, in a limbo, where you

Come back to me.

 

You show that you love me too,

Doubt does not live here, within these

Walls anymore… but

Time, time is having its way with us

Time is testing our days

But this sand is infinite… as is this love…

As is this trust.

No matter the distance,

No matter the cost.

All of this is yours.

 

I  just crave something tangible

Simple, like a hand to hold

Easy, like for you to know…that…

I Still Love You.