You’ve planned everything.
Moving through the checkered bits
you took away everything I once was.
You’ve dismantled my walls,
blew out my defenses.
You were the Knight leaping through my broken pieces
landing on top of my very own essence
in a board-shattering
Stretch your limbs,
your arms, your fingers,
your soul, your essence;
Reach into my body.
Grab it, own it, claim it;
don’t break me.
Reach into my soul,
as if it’s the most wonderful poem you’ve ever heard.
Read between the lines, hear the way my heart beats –
like an overexcited metronome as you hold me.
Reach into my thoughts.
Pull out the poison ivy that has a hold on my brain.
Make my head spin, my hands shake, my heart race…
Make me see colour in a world that was once so grey.
‘I love you,
I need you,
I want you,
I feel you.’
I left you,
I tricked you,
‘I love you.’
First written on 14 Sept 2016;
Final draft on 10 Nov 2016.
Pull me closer.
Merge your broken pieces with mine,
temper with my palette of colours.
We might end up a hot mess of overwhelming feelings and incomprehensible tastes
but a cubic masterpiece is built of different shapes.
We can be a painting,
Only for us to understand.
20 Sept 2016