Like you.

It's a giddy, happy, fuzzy feeling, 
Knowing someone likes you.
You cannot help but smile
At the mention of their name. 

It's a fuzzy, happy, giddy feeling
That bubbles all around you.
And constantly reminds you that
You'll never be the same.

(not) In love.

I'm in love the with idea of you. I can't get over it. It stays with me. It lives in me. I cannot leave it and I do not need to. Because, you see, I'm not in love with you. 

I'm in love with way you make me feel. The smile you bring to my lips. The one I attempt to hide. The one no one else can see. But even if they do. What's it matter? I'm not in love with you.

I'm in love with the way you move. The way you touch your fingers to your cheek. And I may do the same. Yes I may touch your cheek, and pull you close to me. But that's okay. Because it's not as if I'm in love with you.

I'm in love with your kiss. Your lips on my lips. The way we feel together. I can't fake that. But you can. Because you're not in love with me. And that's alright. I don't mind. I'm not in love with you.

And maybe if I say it a few more times.
And maybe if I make a few more rhymes. 
And maybe if I tell a few more lies. 
I'll finally start to believe it.

Never breathing with you.

How is it 
You leave me
So breathless.

Such an
Odd 
Way
To seduce.

No breath 
In my lungs
Leaves me room
In my mind
To imagine
The things
We could do.

Tattoos.

Color on your skin,
I know you'll let me in 
With a smile on your lips
And swing upon your hips.

Once more.

She tucks her hair
Behind her ear
Just to have it slip down
Once more. 

Can you blame it? 
Her hair. 
For ever wanting
To caress her cheek
Once more.

Move with me.

I need 
Your movements
To match
With mine
Once more.

My sun and my moon.

She tries to keep her smile hidden,
To hold it inside of her
For just a moment longer
Before letting it out
All at once.

You don't need to hide your joy from me
Don't keep it locked inside.
Set it free for all to see,
We could all use a little laughter.
We could all use a little sun.

You're so light,
I'll say it again.
You put the sun to shame.
There's no other way to say it.
No other words can express
The way you light up a room 
Just by simply 
Being in it.

She stretches out her arms
And lets out a sigh.
Before pulling her palms
Above her head.
She's tired.
It's time for the sun to get some rest.

Cue the moon.
He walks in after a long day at work.
He hates it.
He wants wants to quit.
He wants to leave.
But instead,
He kisses me.

You're so smooth,
So wise,
So calming.
You give me chills 
The way you shimmer
In the middle of the night.

Your tender lips
Form a crescent
Against your face
As they turn upward
To greet me.

Sunshine can be nice
But I'll spend my nights
With the moon.
I'll see you in the morning
My dear light.

Get out.

Don't you dare talk ill of them.
Not my girl.
Not my guy.
How dare you say those things.
How dare you have those thoughts.
How dare you tell me.

I love them and I will fight for them
Through every little thing.
So you want to tell me they are wrong?
You want to tell me they are bad?
You have the audacity to tell me they are no good?

Who the hell do you think you are.
Don't you ever talk about them that way.
Don't you ever talk about them again.
Unless you're crawling back to them 
To apologize at their feet.
Don't you dare.

And yet, it's all the same.

How could I possibly love them both?
It just doesn't make any sense.
It shouldn't work that way.
It doesn't work that way.
It isn't right.

And yet...
His smile...
Her eyes...
His laugh..
Her lips...

I can't ignore the fact
That I feel the same emotions
For both of them.

There are certain things
That I simply can't deny.
My body and my heart
Will not allow it.

And yet...
I hide...
I fear...
I lie...
I change...

And yet...
I still feel the same.

Stay mine.

I need you
To be strong for me. 
I cannot do it on 
My own.

I've fallen away from 
What I was.
I'm so pathetic.
I'm sorry. 

But you're so strong,
Please stay with me.
If I'm too messed up
I'll change.

Anything
To keep you
A little longer.
A little closer.
A little fonder.

Losing without you.

I'm lost
I'm lost
I'm lost.

I'm lost without your loving.
And I'm completely out of words.
And I'm completely out of rhyming.

I need you once again
To bring back that special something.
I need to feel your touch again
Just to bring me back from nothing.

Wish dangerously.

Please ungrant my wishes
On every star and every candle
Every penny in a fountain
Take them all.
I cannot risk having one of them 
Come true.

Lips upon lips upon lips.

Nothing compares to a kiss on the lips.
You can brush your lips up against her temple
And you can kiss him on the cheek,
But all those kisses pale in comparison 
To a kiss on the lips.

See there's a sort of passion and commitment 
That can only be found when lips collide.
You can share a moment with his neck
And give her love on the small of her back
But all those kisses pale in comparison 
To a kiss on the lips.

Because while our lips are making small talk in the space between our cheeks we share in a sort of connection that only lips can provide. A sort of understanding that this is more than just a moment of lust, or a second of seduction. This is a sort of connection that holds its ground. Because even if love fails, lips are remembered. Lips don't forget. Lips are forever.

So uncertain, so carefree.

His soothing eyes
And his carefree smile
Are all I need 
In the midst 
Of such
Uncertainty.

You're so light.

I want to catch up all the sunlight
And give it to you.
And yes, people will be upset,
Because I took their sun away,
But they will understand
Once they see your face.

Because there is no truer thing
Than the obvious chemistry 
Between you
And all things
Light.

More of her all.

Her beautiful, beautiful 
Breath.
From her beautiful, beautiful
Mouth.
Onto my desperate, desperate
Skin.
And I'm always, always
Wanting.
More
More 
More.

The world is within you.

I get lost in your eyes
In the purest of ways,
Like being lost on the beach 
On the sunniest days.

And I'm caught by your touch, 
So smooth and so sure,
I'm caught altogether 
In all that we were.

Eyes and lips.

Why is it that
When I speak
I cannot draw my eyes
Off of your lips?

And when at last I look up at you,
You do not meet my gaze.
For your eyes are strongly fixed 
Upon my mouth.

So why must we stop our eyes
From speaking up
And interrupting our words
For a kiss?

Word alcoholism.

Speak to me.
This stranger business need not last
If you'd open up
And spill words out. 

I'd love a drink.

Just the same.

And her kisses were fading,
They were growing ever slower
As they moved away from her
Over to him. 

And she always saw it coming, 
They were never truly lovers,
But it hit her in the stomach
Just the same. 

And now that she has left her
And she went off to her other, 
She doesn't really know
Just how to feel. 

Because while she may have her other, 
As her never lover did, 
The loss she feels
Is ever just the same.

Selfish Affection

I may not need you
But that will not stop me
From gripping your hand
And leading you on.

Inhale, my love.

Maybe it's addiction
Or perhaps it is for pleasure
As she pulls the cigarette
Up to her lips.

And she knows she doesn't need it
But it gives this sort of feeling
Of a long time gone nostalgia
That she never knew she had.

And it makes her think of others
And their smells
And touch
And taste
In a way that only
Cigarettes could.

And maybe she's addicted
But if she is it's too their fingers
And perhaps it is for pleasure
But she finds it on their tongue
As she pulls the cigarette
Up to her lips.

We could be.

Caught somewhere between
Being friends and being lovers.
Tangled in this web
Of "We could be..."

Speak with your body.

Forever falling
For your lips
and eyes
and toes

The words you whisper,
The ones said with
Voiceless lips
eyes that know everything and
Nothing at all
Legs tangled in mine
and fingertips astray.

The silence that is all yours,
and all mine.
Speaking louder than any words
we've ever said.

-Kristen

Cartography Hearts

Stories are long and people are busy, but if you have the time I'd like to say something more than just a nothing.

It's about a girl, but isn't it always?
I'll try to keep it short, but I can't promise you anything.

It's about the way she walks and the way she calls me baby.

It's about her laugh and the way her lips bend over mine, how she smiles when she's thinking too hard and how her heart is prettier than broken mirror shards.

It's about her insides, red, bloody and beating, and how I can't believe she's mine for the rest of my always.

You see, without tying she's become a whole world and me without a map, I'm hopelessly lost.

-Nik

All others are you.

I cannot help but think of you
With every passing moment.
Every twist and turn
That this world gives me
Reminds me of your hips
When you're dancing to the music
Of the night.

Breathe in each other.

He whispers "I love you."
And she drinks in his words
With a smile on her face.
She needs not say the words
He reads it in her eyes.

The small talk they make
May have no rhyme or reason
But it needs no purpose
Or destination.
Nothing they say
Matters at all
As their fingers do all the talking
With their hips.

Be patient.

Eager eyes
And patient hands.
Such a silly combination
I'll try to mimic.
But while my eyes may be eager
My hands will reach for yours.
So impatient.
Be patient.

Your gaze is steady
When you sneak a peek.
A wild look is in my eye,
So full of desire.
So impatient.
Be patient.

Such casual fingers
Tracing so carefree.
Mine so direct,
So specific.
So impatient.
Be patient.

You move in closer
As though it is nothing,
As if it is normal.
I move in so unsure,
Is this what you want?
I want it to be.
I want it now.
I'm so impatient.
Be patient.

But you're growing more consistent.
More common.
More clear.
So I will follow your lead.
I will move at your strange pace.
There is no need to rush things.
No need to be impatient.
You're so patient.

Your every little thing.

Beauty has found its way
Upon your face
In the form of freckles
All around.

Falling in a moment.

Heavy breath
And blinking headlights.
The brisk fall air
Holds no comparison
To your lips.

Away.

You may not be here with me,
But I won't forget your eyes.
And you may be in a different place,
But I won't forget your smile.

And maybe you'll come back around
Or I will meet you there.
But even if we never do
I hope you write awhile.

And as your letters turn to words,
And as your words turn into feelings,
I'll know that you remember me
And I won't forget your smile.

Growing not at all and all at once.

Do you feel these words I'm writing?
Do you know they're meant for you?
Have you caught that special feeling in your heart?

Because I have it in my stomach
And it's daily growing stronger
And I don't know how to stop it
Or if I want for it to end.

Perhaps you'll never see this,
And that would be alright.
I can't afford to lose you
To my thoughts.

And never will I jeopardize
This special bond we share
With a little peck here
And a casual flirt there.

I'll leave this bond between us
And I'll let it keep on growing
As you water it with kisses
And you feed it with your smile.

Movement on the sidewalk.

I find myself behind her
As she's gliding down the walkway
With a
Left
Right
Left
Right
Movement of her hips.

Beautiful bones.

She saw the beauty inside of me.
Not in my thoughts or my emotions,
But rather in my bones.
"You have a beautiful skull in there."
There are some things
That only she knows.

The closet I'm wrapped up in.

He lifts her off her feet
And he pulls her back inside,
She had come out of that closet
Weeks ago.

He grips her sides
And moves in close
With his heartbeat
Matching hers.

She lives within this moment
And she never wants an ending.
She's wrapped up in his need
For all she has.

She tries to pull him with her,
Bring him outside of that small room
So dark and closed and empty
In her heart.

But as she puts her lips on his
And he begins to move them downward
She loses all the thoughts
Within her head.

He accepts her and she knows it
And that makes her love him deeper
But he cannot understand
The way she feels.

When she's outside of that small space
She can feel all that desire
For the strength of his hand
And the small of her back.

But when she's back inside that closet
He is all that is within her
And she knows it would be easier
To just stay hidden up in there.

But it cannot be that simple
Not for her or for another
And she knows that she can't hide it
For this long.

So she'll let out all these feelings
In that small and empty closet
As he lifts her off her feet
And he pulls her back inside.