I’d tattoo your name
on my soul, and bring
nothing else. You’re all I
want anyone to know
I had in this life.
I’d tattoo your name
on my soul, and bring
nothing else. You’re all I
want anyone to know
I had in this life.
I’m in the desert right now
with a winter coat on and
I’m cold.
Only you know why.
So you don’t forget me
I wrote you a new poem
for the next 365 days.
There’s no need for
you to read them, though.
They all say what I said before:
I love you and I wish
you’d leave him.
Some may think
I write this to woo
but really it’s to steal.
I’m a romantic criminal
An imposter, a fake.
I wanted someone else’s
future. That’s what this has all been from the start.
But I’m giving up here.
I have no more words
to write
so if you don’t hear from me
in the next 18 hours or so
just know I’m walking
in the desert alone
with a winter coat on
and I’m cold.
Not your hips swaying
to the rhythm of love
or your full lips pressed
gently to an apple
Not even your breasts
nestled into cleavage
But rather extensions
as in roots and branches
and tall family trees
with fruits overhanging abundantly
But also ceilings and walls
and floors and fences
Or rather my future
set in stone.
Sometimes I tell them
it was on a sun-drenched shore
and you came rising
out of the sea wearing
foam and algae and
seashells, always seashells,
a school of rare fish in your hair, too.
Other times I joke
you fell from the stars
and straight into my arms, with
pieces of cloud about you,
your skin all heaven-scented.
Once I even lied—
pretended we entered this world together
something like Jacob and Esau,
except I was holding onto your
hand instead of your foot.
But most of the time
I just tell the truth:
I don’t know how we met
I just know it was in a past life
[Verse 1]
We started in the middle of a love song
The world said that we wouldn’t last long
Everything we did was deemed wrong
They think we’re nothing but a one-off
[Chorus]
But I see albums in your eyes
And I reach heaven through your mind
Wish the rest would recognize
True love never ever dies
[Verse 2]
We started at the end of a story
The world said that we wouldn’t see the morning
Everything would turn bloody and gory
They think we’re nothing but a prologue
[Chorus]
But I see chapters in your eyes
And I reach heaven between your thighs
Wish the rest would recognize
True love never ever dies
[Bridge]
I don’t need your first kiss
I just need the last
I just want the future
I don’t need the past
My soul is your soul
Life moves way too fast
My soul is your soul
So let’s hold onto that
[Pre-Chorus]
We started at the best part of the movie
Then paused so we could feel forever fully
We started at the best part of the movie
Then paused so we could feel forever fully
[Chorus]
But I still see sequels in your eyes
And I reached heaven when I recognized
True love never ever dies
True love never ever dies
I hope they come in reckless swarms
Blow in like the worst storms ever seen
Breaking windows and tearing off doors
Flooding my inbox with inappropriate messages
Even rushing toward me with lusty hands
Wearing mouthwatering lingerie
Or nothing but flirty smiles
And in numbers too large to count
In fact, I hope they come
Nonstop, every day
Just so I can show you how
I’d turn them all away in favor of you
Ever since those eight letters
left your mouth … I haven’t heard
a single word anyone else has said.
Compared to your “I love you”
everything else sounds like
blahs and babble.
So you don’t have to wonder
I wrote these words while inside of you
And like Atlas my world was above me
Though not held on my shoulders
But rather atop my thighs
Yet unlike the world we now spin on
That land was all moan and flesh
Those mountains were soft and not rough
Those waves were pink and not blue
Do you think Noah could’ve
Overcome this ocean cascading from the sky?
Am I stupid or smart for wishing
Your storm upon me everyday?
So you don’t have to wonder
I would drown every day
Just to see you come
You could pull out all my hair
And
Pluck out my eyes
And
Eat them in front of me
Like
Spaghetti and meatballs
And
I would still kiss you
When
You were done.
Your goodbye
Is the clouds moving in
The sun eclipsed
The stars never out
The moon packed up
When you leave it mysteriously feels
Like we’re living under different skies
My word is goddess It's not an invitation But a prophecy
Inspired by Folk, Blues, Psychedelic Rock, Krautrock, Electronica, Punk, Industrial, and Noise Rock I make music alone and with friends since 1998.
Photography: Every story has a picture and every picture has a story.
through the darkness there is light
poetry of Stephanie McManus
Lifelong learner and blogging enthusiast
We only live once. Hence, let's not stop dreaming
Poetry, stories and some random words...
Ideas, opinion, tips, advice, inspiration, and motivation of daily life.