Breathing Inanimate

Like a scented lotion lathered on my skin,

Absorbed, inhaled and taken in.

Refuse to spit out,

Caressed and dissolving beneath you.

With your eyes closed.

I'll be the one to stare.

Trace my fingers around your lips.

Wake with a kiss.

Will there ever be a time,

Where you link a chain?

Link our hearts, combine.

I am nothing else but the stone by your side.

Good Enough is Never Enough

We give our all, and it gets tossed away. We give our hearts and they get broken. It’s as if we will never live without pain. It’s consistently there, fighting with everything we only hope to have.