PirateLydiarr

She wears denim shorts over tattooed thighs T-shirts from the mens section and sneakers with no socks. She ties back her hair with a determination of street wise no lies Hearts under lock and key Emotions on nonexistent sleeves Love is not a thing to be believed She is the subject of sonnets In the modern world Novels written With needles and ink She is rare in the true form Of impossible Heartbreak eyes Butterfly smile A little hood in a lot of universe She is my other My friend My sister The flower of my desert storm Even the darkest night Will end and she will be awake In the hours alive In the seconds I need They say soulmates can be

He asked what my favourite colour was And I said orange Like the colour of sunsets in December Like streetlights on midnight drives The glowing embers of the fire And headlights in the dark I said orange As the harvest moon As trees in September sun And the raging burn of loneliness He asked what my favourite colour was And I said orange But The blue in his eyes Matches the colour of the sky In summer The sea in a storm The break of early dawn The light in the darkness I said orange But the ocean of blue in his eyes Is enough to calm the burn Of the orange In me

You are heroin to me The rushing through my veins The beating of my heart All for another dose And with every hit I swear will be the last I put my hand to God And change But the aching of my veins Demands to be attended to. I need you. This cliche is worn Right to the bone And to the bone I feel the craving Of your touch Like the come down From heaven to the ground. And I know your not mine But a part of me Will always be yours. You are heroin to me The blood in my veins And with an honest smile I cannot say I have kicked the habit. Not wanting you is one thing Not needing is another And rehab is not the place for me.

I miss you, my muse. When the day is done And I crawl to my own With bleary eyes he shows resemblance. With a blink, he is himself again. I think of you often Of the times we spent Happy infringed with fear Curled up asleep by your side with weary lies When each other was all we needed to survive. You're happier now Than ever you were And it makes me smile Although there was a time I wished I could be the grass greener on the other side. I hope to see you Again, maybe soon. For joy was always one Hidden behind you Your green to hazel cacophony Blue not quite brown eyes.