#honesty always

[honestyalways]

A room with a bed

A lamp, a rack of clothes,

A single pile of pillows

How is it possible for these simple things

To make my heart ache

[honestyalways]

The beautiful colouring,

The song of a rare bird,

You haunt my dreams but more so

You fill my hopes

-j

[honestyalways]

If I get carpal tunnel

I want it to be because I clung to hope

Not to fake realities

Or miserable loves

[honestyalways]

A good idea, lost in a sea

With something else to see

And something more to do

And so it disappears

Floating beyond view

But what goes around comes around

And here is the good idea anew

[honestyalways]

With two little words

You told me everything I have been waiting for

That I matter enough

To be sought out for even the little things

“Good night”

-j

[honestyalways]

When he said

Die for her like I died for you

I just didn’t realise how lonely it could be

-j

[honestyalways]

I heard a lyric today

That it’s not letting go, it’s surrender

And something shifted

Like a strained filter off my ear

And I could hear

A more full rendition of hope

-j

[honestyalways]

How do I tell you

That your thighs are made for caresses

Your ears, for kisses

Your collarbones, for gentle touches

How do I tell you these things

With you as far away as you are

-j