Let our words make love
Where the floorboards meet
Tailored as a requisition to breathe
The intake of platitudes uttered causing imagination
Of a meadow's growth running wild
Don't let the sickle bring the world down
Just the delicate art of hearing murmurs
From an enjoyed mouth is delectable
Mouth's curling corners as nostalgia hugs the nape of the neck
Past life
The world continues to move without you
Perturbed no more
Your bounds undue
Finding delectably intricate things in you
Addiction of the body as the world grows cold
Pain harvests the flesh as a host
Reminding the tainted shadows
On the wall who ruined their sleep
It's been 5 years since the words set in
It's been 5 years and the healing hasn't come
Been 5 years and the floorboards still warped under nostalgic breathing
Your bounds unique
Tender figure
Weep at the apparition you've grown to be
Haunting walls
Peeling paper
Lopsided paintings
Drooped chandeliers
Why did the world come sinking
Why is there no healing
Waltzing around the room
Hissing footsteps in the places you once stood
Enchanting lights lilting in
Remunerating eyes at disconcerting forfeiture
I can't keep staying up like this
Reliving a revolving door dream
Of the Earth stealing the ocean's affinity for the moon
Drowning it's waves in gravity
But the feeling is intoxicating
How can one resist the radiance of one's sun
Wanting to walk barefoot in your light
Yet blinding to even open eyes
The sun has moved on from a planet's demise