RaeClone

I was terrified to write about you. To cover you in my sloppy, black ball point ink and fill my soul up. To have letters fall from My can't be kissed enough by you lips. I was terrified to write about you. To unravel my twisted knot tongue for you yet here we are. Lost in love like two drunk kids that can't find home. I'm still tripping over my stanzas. I was terrified to write about you. It meant this was set in pen and there is no eraser to change it. I am a hopeless romantic who is lost in vowels and cursive love letters. But I don't think I'm scared anymore.

  I came back from beaches, From the sea I fell in love with, From the sun and sandy shores, Yet I never knew paradise until I came back to you I came back to 1 am kisses, back to sweet laughter from your lips, back to finger tips reaching for me Yet I never knew home until I came back to you

you told me about the fortune cookie with its words of wisdom, "turn scars into stars" and i don't know how to tell you how much that actually meant to me i know you aren't very superstition because you touch ouija boards with fearless fingers and smirk while i stare wide eyed in amazement and knowing because i do believe which is why i think that little slip of paper found in a cookie was an act of fate, a sign that maybe just maybe we are together for some master plan

The cosmos is a big deal. I get that. It is a beautiful world out here. But that little blue planet called Earth? That's where everything actually is. They have rock and roll. Candy. Humans consume this stuff called candy. Apparently it's like some sort of drug because a lot of people can't stop eating it. I have talked to everyone I know that has been there and learned everything they learned from it. It's my time to shine! Literally. I need a large burst of energy to get myself shooting off into an orbit that goes towards it. A couple months ago, some star got the shit knocked out of her and she went flying into the planet. So lucky! I can

"I am the night!" His laugh echoed off into the open space as the tall man waltzed across the roof of his apartment building to an attractive woman. The woman just raised one of her eyebrows in a barely amused look before brushing one of the long strands of red hair behind her ear. "Valentine. Pay attention. You need to know these things. " The welsh sounding accent was mixed with a little bit of what sounded like a slavic tone to it. She moved over to the man with the grace of royalty and grabbed the blond haired fellow by the ear. With some minor force, she tugged him down and made him sit on the ledge of the building top. "You silly man,

All the darkness in the world surrounds us. The planets are everywhere. This life is a blessing. To be able to watch this ever growing universe blossom like the flowers on this little blue planet near by, it is just wonderful. I would never choose differently from this life. To be away from the broad spectrum of color in universe would be a mistake. I have seen others like me fall to the planets around us. I cannot imagine it. It would be a mistake. I know that. I will never use my energy to shake myself from the sky. I would miss my brothers and sisters too terribly. I believe people on the little blue planet call us Stars. We are balls of

 her love is made of bubbles floating in the air and the way snow flakes fall to the ground it is not buried deep into her tiny chest but skitters quietly across her pouting lips it is not nestled tightly within her brain but dances very gently across her forehead it still belong to him but it is not burned into trees or carved on cave walls but written in ink on thin love letters this is not love to be told to grandchildren yet but is to be smiled at when only the wind is looking but oh, how her heart does ache ever so gently for the corners of his brilliant smile to reach her

Our kisses were not built from Flower petals or small clouds. They were built with a hammer And molded from burning, bright metal. Our first kiss was between A ragged breath and a tiny whimper. With teeth biting into flesh, Exposing our metallic need. The salt from our midnight make out is still lingering across my taste buds. He knows not of my kisses That are like butterfly wings, Whispering sweet nothings Against his skin into the wind. But of the fire that swelled between my ribs that only got brighter With every holy prayer that passed Between hushed moan and quiet groan. The windows of my vehicle were Fogging up just as b

If I get called Any form of sweetie one more time, I will rip out all of my teeth and show them to you in all their glory and ask, "Do you like what your cavities did to me?"

Your electricity is like having fireflies floating under my skin with their lights flickering On and off like a million different lights that try to send signals to this distant planet heart that orbits my entire mind