Tag: relationships

Egyptian Cotton

Sun is shining into the room through the sheer curtains

Telling her to rise & shine, but it’s not time.

She turns over, squeezing her eyes tight.

The sun is hitting her skin just right –

She’s glowing.

Her hair,

The color of fresh coffee,

Is messy, draped around her face.

Her arms wrapped in silk,

Egyptian cotton,

Gently hugging her body.

She mirrors a goddess –

Hypnos, The Tired Beauty.

A breeze rolls in through the open window –

Her toes curl as she wraps herself tighter in the golden sheets.

You kiss her forehead, gazing at the face of the woman you call yours.

So peaceful.

She feels like home.

When she’s beside you, she radiates love

Even in her sleep.

The sun is shining into the room through the sheer curtains

Telling you to rise & shine, but it’s not time.

She turns over and squeezes you tight.

“Few more minutes”, she whispers, “before we start our day”,

“But my day has already begun”, you say, “in the most beautiful way.”

Images

Sometimes when I close my eyes

I recreate moments, wrinkles in time.

Images instilled in my mind.

And I still can’t find the words to describe

My love for you and the feeling that ensues,

That overwhelms my being

Reminding me how lucky I am to have you.

Your arms are like a fortress keeping me safe and sound

From anything that could harm me, even when you’re not around.

Your eyes an open door to comfort and tranquility,

Like nothing else matters but you looking right through me.

Seeing every struggle, every downfall, and anxiety;

Your humble self is always there to remind me

That I am my strength, my power, and my reality.

Even when I struggle, I know that you are proud of me

Overcoming and defeating anxiety

Telling myself “I am not these thoughts”, because that’s what you taught me.

Instilled in my mind is this person who loves me.

Every crevice, nook and cranny,

Every imperfection you see as flawless.

So that’s why images of you are always in my mind.

Your kindness, care, and love keep us always intertwined.

7 a.m.

It’s early morning in bed with you.

The morning sun shines through

Each little opening of the curtains.

We open our eyes, somehow at the same time.

It’s magical how we do that.

Now we’re sitting on the back porch drinking coffee with a blanket

Watching the sun rise as we hear the birds cry.

A casual conversation here and there,

But when we get quiet we seem to stare

Into the sunrise, the sky, and the flowers.

Already, we’ve been here for a couple hours.

Time flies when I’m alone with you.

So peaceful, blissful, something so true.

We get some food then we take a ride

In the car I love so much because it’s where we hide.

We escape to a fun, flirtatious state where

You drive fast and I laugh because

It feels like we’re flying.

We feel pure joy, like we’re just kids,

Like we’re sure this moment won’t be ending,

But it is.

Time for reality to come crawling back.

We hate this part.

We were hoping it would last

For hours and hours and hours on end.

You’re my light. You’re my love.

You’re my best friend.

Your Broken Heart

I know it breaks your heart
Knowing that she’s over you,
Knowing that she’s happy being on her own,
Knowing that you’re nothing to her now.

She knows what you did
And it hurt her,
But she doesn’t care anymore.
It has no effect on her or her life
Because you’re finally out of it.

It’s a pity to be you.
You know what you did,
But you still want to see her
To ‘strictly catch up’.

You know that’s not all you want
And so does she.
You’d plead to know who’s new in her life
And she’d laugh
Because she’ll know you’re just being nosey.

Then,
You’d fight with her,
Call her names,
Try to insult her,
But again, she’ll just laugh
And then she’d say
‘It’s a pity to be you.’

You want to know things about her
So that you feel like you’re still apart of her,
But you’re not.
You never will be again.

You’re nothing to her now,
But a small wrong turn in the past.
The one person she thought that could’ve help her
Wound up hurting her the most.

She doesn’t care anymore.
Although there was no apology
She forgave you
So she could move on.
So she wouldn’t be stuck.

But you realize
You’re the one that’s stuck.
You miss her.
You know you messed up
And it breaks your heart.