PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I’m trying to use what I already know

while still learning

please stop feeding me metaphors

I’ll become even more aloof & insufferable

no curfew to break

no husband to bind me

I have forever had the sense

that my love is a calamity

so show me up show me out

make me a meridian

tell me the words

now that my memory has lapsed

do it right & it might feel like a returning

so my lungs will remind me I have never been here

with a shiver of déjà vu

old friend why so shy

I always hope to fall back in your arms again

& feel like I fit

yes maybe my hips don’t curve to your fingers the same anymore

but this is why we are moldable

pinch me into the right pattern

& I will gasp in relief at the pain

my heart loves to tug me down a saltwater fall

pretending we have never spent a night together like this

but I don’t want to find you only crying rivers

smile at me

old friend

even if it’s only with the joker’s face

I’ll rewrite the character with your eyes

I used to save your sentences in secret

but it’s not the only way to learn what I fall for

love with both lips & pen

come on, smile again

& if you need someone to tell

it could be me