December Poetry

Kiss of Death

i knew he loved me, i felt it in everything he did. i felt it in the way he smiled when we kissed, i felt it in his hand as he clenched his fingers around my throat. i felt it when he traced circles on the small of my back, i felt it in his grip when he pushed me out of his car. i felt it in his eyes, soft and careful, when he squinted at me through laughter. i felt it in his sigh, watching him roll his eyes and turn away. i felt it in his breath, when it was hot on my skin, and i felt it in the bruises that decorated my body. i knew i loved him. i felt it in everything i did, for him.

The End as We Know it

it is inevitible that one of us is going to end up hurting, and quite frankly i woudnt be surprised if it was me. i’m already hurting, honestly, but that doesnt concern you. nothing seems to concern you besides the way my skin feels on yours.

it is inevitible that one of us is going to end up hurting, and honey i’m sitting here wishing it was you. wishing i could break your heart the way mine did. at this point, i don’t regret those words, but i know by morning sun i’ll take them back. i care too much. i just want someone to feel heartbreak like i did.

it is inevitible that one of us is going to end up hurting, so lets just end this now. before i get in too deep, before you genuinly forget about me. lets end this before we both end up in ruins.

– reagan fechter (r.f.)

Sunday mornings, hours after dawn
The branches scratch the window
The sun touches your cheek softly
And splashes onto the wall
Lashes flutter, butterfly kisses
With you soft breath, still asleep
I kiss your nose and move the strand aside
The hair that tickles your forehead
A smile forms and the warmth grows
At the thought of my situation
Such a simple moment
filled with endless love, but one sided
Then you pull me closer,
Unknowing of my consciousness,
With effortless care and concern
A dreamers idea of bliss, now two sided
Sunday mornings, you begin to yawn
Sleep filled smile, soft toned eyes
Your hand touches my cheek softly
Naked contentment, unconscious and pure

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