#apoem

[tranen-eines-engels]

Mein Mond.

Eines Tages möchte ich dich umarmen, die ganze Nacht lang.

Den ganzen Tag lang.

Jeden Tag lang.

Eines Tages möchte ich sanft deine Hand nehmen und dir sagen, dass alles gut wird.

Ich liebe dich.

[peppermintspider]

[gregory-eyev-blog]

poem #347 (December 14, 2017)

“Did I find you or you find me?”

I wasn’t looking for you.

Frankly, I didn’t know what I was looking for at all.

But you came to me like a sweet dream in the night time.

You felt like home.

I was in the dark for so long that I didn’t think I’d recognize the light.

But darkness is just the absence of light.

Coldness is just the absence of heat.

You came to me like a fully formed idea.

A lightening bolt on an open field.

How slim were the chances of you hitting me?

How slim were the chances of you finding me,

when I wasn’t looking for you. 

[definitelynotelle]

Insanity

Music keeps you sane

Keeping your insanity

Hidden, while you sing

Aimlessly, controlling the urge

Of getting insane

[gregory-eyev-blog]

poem #359 (December 26, 2017)

You’ve made your mark on me so clearly. 

Like strawberries on my fingertips.

Like the ink on my skin.

Like the scar on my thumb and the scar on my chin. 

[gregory-eyev-blog]

poem #351 (December 18, 2017)

It is all attainable.

I can make it happen.

I can make it fall apart. 

[gregory-eyev-blog]

poem #350 (December 17, 2017)

You are not just a memory.

You are almost seared into my brain.

Forgetting you is impossible.

But repeating is the same. 

[gregory-eyev-blog]

poem #349 (December 16, 2017)

I’ve never been on a trip by myself before. 

I’m leaving my comfort zone behind and taking a train to Montreal.

Embracing my fears and uncertainties.

Saying yes to new opportunities.

Following my intuition and all other clichés.

Here’s to new beginnings.