When I was a kid, I’d always wondered how clouds would taste
And I’d imagined that maybe
They’d feel really cold in my mouth
And that they’d be really sugary.
And I told you that I wanted to be a dragon fly
And I told you I’d like it if I could spit spark from my mouth
All the while,
You kept staring at me,
And you had a smile that reached your eyes
Your eyes were warm.
They were soft.
I remember when we were all together
And you and I were close
Almost too close for my young heart
It couldn’t feel more bittersweet
I could see the people around us
Some were dancing to the music that you created
Others sat around.
Looking at their feet
Oh god, they looked missed.
Like cherry blossoms fallen come Autumn.
And they looked beautiful,
Even in their misery, it made me question human existence.
Why does it feel like we’re hollow within
When someone leaves.
I had my lips pressed to your shoulder,
And our hands were intertwined.
You held my hand so tight
I felt like I’d fall into a pit if you’d let go.
And I’m not in misery.
Some days,
The ghosts of the past
They sing sweet nothings
In my hair, and they make me-
They almost make me believe
That maybe what I’d been before was better
But, every touch of your skin on mine
Makes me right
It tells me that this is where I want to be.
And this is where I am.
The cherry blossoms will fall as every autumn comes and goes
The bones rust slowly,
A fragile touch will turn to dust.
Human existence is weak
Oh so vulnerable
Like petals we fall into the river under our feet
And gently, the dust is taken in
Your fingers burn my skin
Every touch leaves a mark
You graze my veins
Gentle taps on the creases of my palm
Making sure the blood flows evenly
I hear your heart beating
It’s shallow and soft
As the petals dance until they rest on the pavement.
This poem is of nothing, nothing, nothing.
You could pierce me like the shards of glass that once did;
My veins were pierced like grass blades shortened.
If you love me. 