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crap (another car-wreck) love poem
by Olivia Weinkeinhe's going to plant me a sunflower
garden even though he does not belong
to me.
and he sings songs into my ears and
i am drifting.
d r i f t i n g
i'm not very good at this, this pretending
that it's nothing.
because it is everything to me.
e v e r y t h i n g
silly, silly boys so hell-bent on
break/ing things. he cannot see the light
of what we could create if he'd just
move a little closer
and allow me to show him his right from
his left and everything between.
this is where i whisper i'll love you forever
to a room filled with silence and noone there
to accept my promise except for my own heart
and my lack of
b r e a t h i n g
noone else is listening and it's easier this way.
but he is my astrology. he is my palmistry. every
line i follow leads back to him and he
is soft night, is everything good imaginable
and every star i wish upon falls into his eyes.
he is why i kill myself.
he is why i'm alive.
he is...
he is...
he is...
12/07/2003 Author's Note: i'm not much on 'love' poetry but sometimes, what else is there and i'm feeling all kinds of lovey-dovey right now so this is what happens. he's crazy. i love him.
Posted on 12/07/2003
Copyright © 2025 Olivia Weinkein
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Emily G Myers on 12/10/03 at 04:26 AM I'm the same way... but when you're right in the middle of it, it seems to be the only thing that'll come out of your pen. but wow, I wish something like this came out of mine! :) |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 12/11/03 at 11:02 PM This is very upbeat and hopeful. The line "and allow me to show him his right from his left and everything between." is quite thought-provoking. Great read. |
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