pfeffy

Best Friend We were like glue, remember? Staying together for weeks, and having so much fun. I remember. Why? Why did it have to end so... quickly? I miss you. Are you alright? Are you still safe? I hope he isn't hurting you anymore. I'm sorry. I remember the day it happened. He hit you Turned around and hit me too. You were limping. I called my mom. She took us home. We told her, she called the police. Why? Why did this have to happen? We were best friends, now we can't see each other. You lied to them, lied to the police to make sure that you wouldn't get hurt. I'm sorry, I really am..

Laundry Smoke Sneaking outside Cool concrete Feet dancing Red Wagon And Toy Cars Dolls and Lolly Pops Sunday Mornings Lazy sunshine Hay and Oats Fresh Grass Hiding and Playing On the Rocking Chair

The worn, yellow pages sing to my fingertips and dance for my eyes. Black ink forms thoughts, ideas, emotion. Its scent spins me and brings back forgotten lives. Spaces between words flow like rivers down the page and into my hand where I drink its wisdom as it lulls me to paradise.

I am floating upon the glass ceiling that protects the earth from the stars. Weightless, free, I dance above the blue horizon and cast my shadow on the misty clouds below. The world seems so small from up here, where planets and suns form galaxies that twinkle and shine for a loner’s eyes.

The crisp wind tangles my hair I dig deeper into my coat Snowflakes pause on my eyelashes and melt in my warm breath. Tip-toe onto the fresh snow trying to preserve its delicate form. The trees are bare and are holding December’s heavy burden on her branches. The birds are gone and the air is silent. The sky is so pure my eyes water, and droplets freeze down my cheek. My blush is peeking under my skin like the grass under the snow. I breathe in the cold, the frost, winter.

You whisper words of false innocence into my naïve mind as our dewy skin meets. I believe you. You mouth pours out words that make me flutter and lose my balance. You capture my senses and make my mind melt as you infect my body with your honeyed lies. And I don’t mind. Hold me close and tell me, tell me more. Seeds of your sweet words sprout and I lean on your presence, your body, your warmth. I believe you. I lust for those sweet whispers of false love.

Laced, delicate fingertips and tulip petals falling on the waves of water The petite fragrance of vanilla and lavender calm my shaking nerves and make my mind spin with dreamy afterthoughts of your touch your presence your smile you Soft winds blow my thoughts away blossoms rooted in soft soil sway for me timid birds flutter as the leaves fall in their descent from the clouds Dew on my spine and in my eyes wandering until the sun rises

Cold tile floor Meeting my dazed body A purr wraps around my legs From my companion Steam rises from hot drinks Meeting the chill of the Frostbitten morning Purple nails and pale skin Locks of chocolate meeting my shoulder blades Wrap myself in a woven blanket To melt my frozen bones