When Graveyards Feel Like Home
I put us in the ground before we ever had a chance
Buried you in my backyard
with all the other things that scare me
Nothing blooms where it's planted
But I can see your hands reaching up from the soil
Tree like branches trying to meet the sun desperately
Shut the door, close the blinds, go with what you know.
I never thought seeing myself so clearly
in someone else’s eyes would make me run so fast.
I was never really afraid of you
Just the girl staring back at me I saw in your eyes.
Bending Like Mulholland
This place is built from you
Coast lines and blue ocean waters
The curve of your arm around my waist
Bending like Mulholland
You feel as easy as the California breeze through my fingertips
As I dream of a time in the future
When I'm homesick for this moment
You and I
The sunshine
Seeing what you're thinking through every expression on your face
You squeeze my thigh in hopes of a secret
Teasing every inch of me with your touch
You and I are bending like Mulholland
Endlessly and effortlessly
We twist and then turn again
Until there is just your smile,
the sunshine halo around your head
My fingers in your hair & coast lines with blue ocean waters.
When The Man in The Moon Breaks Your Heart
when i never knew what it was like to feel you,
i never ached for you.
not like i do now.
then - i could miss you -
i could long to close the distance between us,
but i never knew what it was to have you.
i never knew it would feel like embers on my skin
as your hands moved over every soft curve
or how your breath would move
across the swell of my chest.
every single time you pushed into -
my heart, my body
i suddenly understood what it would be like
for you to live here inside of me.
but the aching abyss of your absence
is the only thing reminding me i didn’t dream up the whole damn thing.
there is a hole in the shape of you
lying next to me in bed every night.
and some days the gap seems endless.
miles on miles on miles.
i want to build bridges out of my words
because maybe they will touch you
before the next time my hands will
i am never where you are,
but you are always with me.
and sometimes when i look at the moon,
i can feel the pull of you.
your love is the only tide
i’ve ever moved with.