I Want To Hold Your Hand

Brian Dominguez. Poetry and maybe a little bit of Pluto.

[h0wled-h0riz0ns]

Every song seems to start with the flick of a lighter, the crackling of buttery fly wings against the gentle embrace of a dark room- are these dreams we’re inhaling? We shouldn’t be up this late, but there’s still half a bottle of wine on your lips, and I need a drink like you need a place to put yourself out. A sweet scent lingers in your hair, and I’m happy in this negative square foot apartment, sitting by the window as moonlight sleeps on your face. I want to ask about the scar on your eyebrow because when I look at you I see stories, or is it star stuff? Someone is reading this, somewhere- they’re on the quiet part of a vinyl record, where everything sounds like candles burning. And I’m just happy to have breathed you in, felt your skin.

Brian Dominguez

[h0wled-h0riz0ns]

Because it felt, it feels, like

everything Autumn.

Your name is spring and summer,

so it’s natural your soul

is some kind of slipping into winter

because every time I’m

on your lips

I fall,

I’m small,

and that’s ok.

[h0wled-h0riz0ns]

Let’s go that direction . . . yes, that direction, there. Isn’t that where you said I do, want to get lost with you. That’s where I said I know love doesn’t grow- It’s felt, like when stars fall from skies, like when I notice I’m numb from my smile as you watch one disappear right near Cassiopeia, and I haven’t stopped watching your eyes.

Brian Dominguez

[h0wled-h0riz0ns]

Every song seems to start with the flick of a lighter, the crackling of buttery fly wings against the gentle embrace of a dark room- are these dreams we’re inhaling? We shouldn’t be up this late, but there’s still half a bottle of wine on your lips, and I need a drink like you need a place to put yourself out. A sweet scent lingers in your hair, and I’m happy in this negative square foot apartment, sitting by the window as moonlight sleeps on your face. I want to ask about the scar on your eyebrow because when I look at you I see stories, or is it star stuff? Someone is reading this, somewhere- they’re on the quiet part of a vinyl record, where everything sounds like candles burning. And I’m just happy to have breathed you in, felt your skin.

Brian Dominguez

[h0wled-h0riz0ns]

You could say it’s spring, but you choose to still your gaze like twin ponds in a meadow. Your smile traces happy things onto my skin. We scatter clichés across secret shores. This is not my favorite season- I am not of wildflowers and endless golden hours. But imagining your fingertips sliding down my spine, makes the days on my calendar taste like distilled daydreams and campfire nights. I feel we are of something celestial- I’m familiar with a crater or two, and you, well you’re a desperate summer in the sky. It suddenly doesn’t feel cold enough to be winter, and Autumn might never be just a name.

- Brian Dominguez

[h0wled-h0riz0ns]

“It must be 
so 
nice 
to be a 
sun-kissed 
blade o f
grass, 
to hear
 whispers of 
things 
and glow. 
It must be
beautiful,
 just pure 
bliss 
to look like … 
to Live, 
with the
fleetingness
 of a 
dandelions 
breath.”

Brian Dominguez

[h0wled-h0riz0ns]

I’ve

crumbled under the

pressure of lips,

pursed and ready

to bloom-

a bouquet

like a blanket

of ocean waves

that remember

a misty morning

by the bay.

“You’ll probably

fall in love,”

I say

because

in the morning

there’s always

a dove,

a daydream

tapping at

my window.

Lets burry a

time capsule

in the backyard.

Dig a hole.

There’s dirt under

your nails.

Your sighs

are gusts,

and I can hear

rocks skipping

across pavement

where seas

used to be.

[h0wled-h0riz0ns]

“It must be 
so 
nice 
to be a 
sun-kissed 
blade o f
grass, 
to hear
 whispers of 
things 
and glow. 
It must be
beautiful,
 just pure 
bliss 
to look like … 
to Live, 
with the
fleetingness
 of a 
dandelions 
breath.”

Brian Dominguez

[thegreatgatsbydaily-blog]

I love her and it is the beginning of everything.

F. Scott Fitzgerald (via thegreatgatsbydaily)

[h0wled-h0riz0ns]

In my defense . . . well that would be pointless, huh? To prevent you from falling or just getting close- someone once touched the sun, right? I think it's why we breathe out sky.

Brian Dominguez

[h0wled-h0riz0ns]

I love how we've been just like the water and the sand- everyday we slip away  from each other, we find new horizons, but we've been shipwrecked for 6 years,  don't you know. Your body still feels like a cove, and I'm still here rowing my hands through your hair to show you I'm bigger than ripples, or waves. I'm years of morning mist and brick and stone. Let's call us beaches for each others bones.

Brian Dominguez

[h0wled-h0riz0ns]

My girlfriend is gonna make fun of me for this picture. #progress #bulking #brianbuilds #health #fitness #myprotein #obesetobeast #fattofit #fatmeetsfire #vsco #vscocam

[h0wled-h0riz0ns]

It's HAPPENING. #starwars #theforceawakens #vsco #vscocam (at Alameda Theater and Cineplex)

[h0wled-h0riz0ns]

Christmas Eve post workout pump achieved! #givemeallthefood #armday #brianbuilds #bulking #fitness #health #obesetobeast #fatmeetsfire #fattofit #vsco #vscocam

[h0wled-h0riz0ns]

Thanks @myprotein for fueling my #chestday. (Post workout shake: Cinnamon Danish Impact Whey Isolate) #brianbuilds #bulking #fitness #health #gainz #vsco #vscocam

[h0wled-h0riz0ns]

My hands are red either because my insides are blushing, or because I'm a guilty guilty man. #foodporn #bulking #brianbuilds #carbs #doughnuts #vsco #vscocam (at Earl's Donuts)

[h0wled-h0riz0ns]

'Twas #chestday today. #bulking #brianbuilds #amidoingitright #foodporn #doughnuts #vsco #vscocam (at Earl's Donuts)

[tastefullyoffensive]

Notes from Management [ardentleprechaun]

[shit-in-yer-cereal]

how is he not fired

[anarchoslut]

I want to be Shane’s friend.

[stoar-punk-deactivated20150101]

I aspire to be Shane

[xxxpensivedoll]

The albertsons one is golden haha

[h0wled-h0riz0ns]

This is the best thing ever.