Monday, August 31, 2009
A Piece Of Dream World
His bright yellow rain coat that glistens with the sky’s tears,
Shines oddly bright under the florescent street lamp.
The cheap plastic squeaks beneath her fingers
As she tugs on his sleeve, pleading for him
To follow her- to the ends of the Earth.
He simply shakes his head, and her heart creaks.
He pulls her soaking body under his stupid silly coat
And whispers in the tiniest voice,
“why leave, when we have everything right here, right now?”
She opens her mouth
But he gently guides her chin closed
When they both see she isn’t able to reply.
So he strips off his damp plastic shield,
The only sunshine in the star littered setting,
And places it on her shivering shoulders.
He pushes the water off his face, only for it to immediately return.
So he presses his lips to her sodden forehead as if ironing on a promise.
He places his hand on her hip, taking her hand
And placing it upon his shoulder.
They lace their fingers, raise their sealed hands to the leaking sky,
And begin to dance, ever so slowly.
Swaying to the tune of jittery rain,
The bass of thunder,
And the jingling lightening.
Muttering their I love you’s in hushed tones like fragile secrets.
The moonlight makes their features fine and silvery,
Perfect for a fairy fable illustration,
And it lights their dance in a spotlight;
For the whole slumbering world to dream of.
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2 comments:
Alia. This. Is. Beautiful. I love it. I love it I love it I love it.
This gave me goosebumps and made me water up a little bit.
Your words are beyond powerful.
I feel every emotion your creating.
your writing makes me feel sane.
i could read these a million times over.
Love, rejection, illusion, is it all the same thing?
Often times i find my self toying with these ideas.
You have put them into full form.
i understand you, and it makes me feel good. To get someone, without even trying.
For some reason, we need eachother.
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