Orbit

trebemot:

I soar over head
This satellite you know is there 
Or at least I hope you do
I see the scars from afar
But really they are canyons aren’t they?
I’ve seen the shooting stars burning up in your eyes
And I’ve seen you crash and burn
Collisions with other planetary bodies
O how I wish it was mine instead
Maybe some day I’ll come down from this orbit
And crash into you

“The stars could never outshine the white crescent moon of your smile.”

shesanargonaut:

The first time we French kissed, I wrote you a poem with my tongue. 
I left it in the back of your molars, in the space between your gums and all that dark.

I never told you this before, but the first time we French kissed,
I tasted all your bitter. I held all your alone.

You spoke with all that somber that I never even noticed
how sweet you smelled,
how lily you felt,
folded into my arms.

Beneath my mouth,
you didn’t even feel like a person.

You just felt like home.

This is where I can tell you all my secrets.
This is where all my moths will go.

I wrote you a poem with my tongue
and I bet if I kissed you like a heartbeat -
soft then slow,
slow then quick,
quick then thunder,
thunder then soft -
I’d find the words still nestled where I left them,
being exhaled from that perfect halo of petals you call a mouth.

Sometimes, I wonder if you’d still taste like bitter,
if your halo still has that dark void in the middle,
if you still kiss black hole.

I wrote you a poem with my tongue
when we first swapped our birthmarks,
when we first gave each other DNA,
and I guess what I’m trying to say after all this silence
is that even beneath all that sadness,
amongst all that dark and alone,
there is a crescent moon hiding behind your lips
that glows brighter than any of those stars,
that’s bigger than that sky,
that there’s a sweetness to that bitter,
that you’re the only place
I’ve ever felt at home.

She never ceases to amaze me out how fucking amazing she is at this

Doors

One door opens
and another gets slammed in your face
One is cracked open
and another is locked and barred
One guarded by another
and another you don’t want to open 
One has warnings all over it
but you still want to peek and see whats on the inside
One is locked
and another you have the keys to
One is all you need
But finding the right one is what its all about 

West of the Rockies

trebemot:

I long to run my fingers
Through those coffee colored curls
Stare in those eyes
As deeps as the great pacific
And see that smile
As long as the western shore

I may take as long
As it took the great redwoods
To grow so gigantic
So massive and towering
As it will for me to grow
Out of fondness with you

Even then my heart may remain
Jagged and rocky
Like that mountain chain
That is the spine of America
Fractured like the fault lines
That run along the lower side 

My attraction to you may not be
Everlasting or eternal
Or as wide and deep
As all the world’s seas combine
It is not fleeting or fickle
Like a stone being pounded by
Storm waves and rising tides
Enduring, but it will eventually crumble

I long to run my fingers
Through those coffee colored curls
Stare in those eyes
As deeps as the great pacific
And see that smile
As long as the western shore

How many fucking times am I going to reblog this one(probably for as long as it is true, fuck.)

Atlas

I stand holding the sky up
For no one but you

I watch you bear the weight of the world

My brow sweats and my body aches
But I will not stagger

I wish I could ease you pain

Even as this world rots and decays
Chunks of rotten filth falling
Collecting in heaps around my feet
I will not flee from my burden
I will not drop the sky
So long as you are here
I will watch the world burn

I would rather the sky fall 

For you

For you

Orbit

I soar over head
This satellite you know is there 
Or at least I hope you do
I see the scars from afar
But really they are canyons aren’t they?
I’ve seen the shooting stars burning up in your eyes
And I’ve seen you crash and burn
Collisions with other planetary bodies
O how I wish it was mine instead
Maybe some day I’ll come down from this orbit
And crash into you