Archive for June, 2014

17
Jun
14

So much remains

So much

Remains

After she is

Gone-

The smell

Of her

On my clothes.

The taste

Of her

On my lips,

The feel of her

Skin

In my fingers’

Memory.

There is

Always

A haunting

Of her

Everywhere

In my world

When she is

No longer

Beside me,

No longer

Beneath me,

No longer

On top

Of me,

No longer

Wrapping her

Fingers,

Or limbs,

Around mine.

The void

Is massive,

But the

Memories

Are larger

And much stronger.

 

Timothy Vance Jackson

June 17, 2014

11
Jun
14

She makes me want

Just looking

At her

Makes me want

To be

A better writer,

Makes me want

To find

The words

That are in my head

But don’t really

Exist.

Kissing her

Makes me want

To become

Shakespeare, or Creeley, or Neruda,

Rather than

The voiceless shell

Of a man

I am reduced to

By her

Beauty

And the taste of her lips

Pressed to mine.

Having her

In my arms

And pressed against my body

Makes me

Want

Nothing

More

Than to never let her go,

Never

Let the smell of her

Disappear

From my nose,

Never

Let the feel of her

Heart beating

Against my chest

Stop.

She makes me

Want more

All the time.

 

Timothy Vance Jackson

June 11, 2014

09
Jun
14

More

I need

More

Of you-

On my lips,

On my tongue,

In my nostrils,

In my arms,

Pressed against me,

Shivering in my arms,

Smiling at me,

Biting your bottom lip,

Turning away from me so that I won’t see the thoughts in your eyes and the flush of color in your cheeks.

I need

More

Of you

And I

Together.

I don’t want

Everything,

Just

You.

 

Timothy Vance Jackson

June 9, 2014

08
Jun
14

Another night

It’s when

Things get quiet

That I think

Of her

Most-

When the sounds

Of life

Can no longer

Drown out

The noises

Caused by the memories

And desires.

When the stillness

Returns,

The restlessness

Awakens,

And the quiet

Is shattered

By the screams

Of “I LOVE YOU”

Deep inside

My head.

She doesn’t

Hear

The screams

Or see

My contortions

To hold it all

Together

For just another

Night.

 

Timothy Vance Jackson

June 8, 2014

08
Jun
14

Snapshot of her in my mind

She squints

Slightly,

The sun

In her

Eyes,

With her hair

Glowing

Like a halo

Around her head,

Wind blowing

Tendrils

Across her face

That she pulls away

From

Those unbelievable lips.

 

Timothy Vance Jackson

June 8, 2014

05
Jun
14

Lie down with me

Lie down

With me

Here

On the grass,

So that we can

Stare

At the leaves

Above

Our heads,

As the sun

Dances

Between the leaves.

Lie down

Next to me,

With your head

Nestled

Into the recess

Between

My shoulder

And chest,

Your leg

Draped

Across my body,

Side by side,

Your arm moving

Across my chest,

Both

Of us

Slipping

Into dreamy

Daydreams

And sunbathed slumber.

Lie down

Here,

Next to me,

Listening to my voice

With your ear

Pressed

Against my body,

My breath

And heartbeat

In cadence

With my words.

Lie down

Here,

Next to me

Until the streetlights come on

And we chase

The shadows

Home,

With smiles

On our faces.

 

Timothy Vance Jackson

June 5, 2014

 




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