All of It
I’ve got you
Don’t look down
at the enormity of it all
at everything to do
at everything you might not do
at everything you don’t want to do
at all the things you regret
at all the things you don’t
the mistakes
the failures
the greatest fears
the mortifying moments
and painful memories
that don’t dull like they should
in the cracks
of your deepest insecurities
where lies the secrets
I hold them too
Don’t look down
I’ve got you
New Perfume, Same Promises
That ring was a symbol
unity on my finger
All the times you said you loved me
words of undying truth
Quiet moments in the mornings
holding me in your arms
laughing by the fire
gazing at the sun turning amber
then a mellowed purple
Did you mean it when you slid
it on my finger
called me yours
promised me forever?
I thought we fit
like jigsaw grooves
but in your bed is another
and I can’t stand their perfume
I despise you.
What’s worse than false promises
the I love you’s
and blood diamonds
Are the promises you make
to that woman with her perfume
Last Goodbye
She was evening nights sprinkled with fireflies. She was bouquets of every shade. She was long farewells, dandelion wishes, and key lime pie. Her heart beating atop my chest settled my breath into a steady patter every Sunday morning when the birds were chirping and her hands would hold mine, delicate and powerful, carrying me into the day with jittery excitement and beaming optimism and just when the world felt like it would fall into pieces I watched her wave with a smile plastered on her beautiful face knowing I was hers and she was mine from now until the end. She was warm embraces beneath a woven blanked. She was long road trips below a bright sun. She was mine and I was hers until our last goodbye.
