goldocean, i have no more words to give you,gold by RoseScarlet
it smells too much like summer,
too much like home, but you are
a thousands miles away
Gaea wants to be Midas, the earth is in
a million shades of the ring
you left on my front porch,
of my mane back when i was wild, when i was free.
i remember when was your leo, you'd stare at the stars and wonder
what it felt to be molten but still burning
but you'd never know, never know,
because the sun doesn't taste like honey
when the well runs dry, it tastes like
death. (sometimes i miss you,
but i know better)
now i see the stars.there was a time when inow i see the stars. by RoseScarlet
couldn't catch my breath whenever i
thought about you , (crippled lungs and-
boy, you hit me like an asteroid,
there's a crater on my chest now that I can't ever seem to fill,
oceans of my tears cried on
nights when you couldn't be there to sing me to sleep.
thirty two poemless days after you joined the constellations,
i walked out into the yard and howled to the empty sky,
for a moment i was Gaea, rivers running down my cheeks,
weighted to the ground and
buried in myself, but
where there is no light there are no shadows, and
sometimes, i wonder if i miss me.
yes, yes i do.
i may not see the moon, but
things that fall apart2:36, new york city, i canthings that fall apart by RoseScarlet
looking out your window,
watching the cars pass by instead of the waves, and
something isn't right, because there's ocean in your blood and
i anchor you.
you still believe in the girl i used to be, but
she's been gone longer than this white sky summer.