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.

Quarter, Nickel, Scandal

Bored, of playing,
Living, tracing around the same orbit.

I don't want to live here anymore.

I must leave the planet I have held to all these years.

Galaxies are calling to be explored.

I can't hold onto you

Anymore.

The Haunting Residue

Red in the eyes,
Protrude, contrive.

Slide of sticks, coat glossy ice.

Count the lines of tracing skates,
That's how long you've been gone.

The rings around a tree bark,
So late it is, they continue to lap around.

Countless circle, after circle.
Your forest dissipating.

What's left? You say, your ghost.

Such a tasteless, restless soul.
You stole.

I dont want to be asked anymore questions.
I just want to go.