Emphasis

I always stand when he does,

We pretend not to see things,

But watching, with secret eyes,

I did anything to make you mine.

None are equivalent to this muse,

And on and on it goes, little heart,

While I watched in awe,

Unsmothered by time.

You are the most beautiful thing I had ever found.

Yet, I hid my face when you turned,

And shied away when you reached for my hand.

Sometimes I try to imagine myself going to sleep again,

Yet in your arms.

I’m not going to worry if we share the air we breathe.

No reason to wake up,

But I guess I said it quietly,

While nestled in your arms.

My fingertips leave droplets of ink on your chest.

I’ll sigh, hum and sing,

Tracing your skin,

Chasing away your demons and other burdens,

Taking you to a new home,

Sheltering my thoughts the whole way.

This is one of the few things I like about myself,

While lying in your arms,

Without trying to criticize you.

But I am emphasizing the fact that i find you intriguing.

For me, its almost a dream.

Where do my memories begin?

Everything delicate about you,

Strong as you pretend to be,

You’re something so fragile.

I never did forget.

I wrote it on paper,

A personal connection to something more.

I’m often lost in different worlds,

Yet here we are, like we were always meant to be.

Yet I still taste the traitorous salt in your tears.

Then suddenly,

You stop them in their steps.

Still, you treat them like raindrops.

Your fingers cannot quite weave with mine.

You know I do not shiver from the cold,

But from our plans.

My heart is beating with furiosity,

A different emotion when your voice is low.

I know the feeling,

The feeling that makes you write.

My heart skipped in mid-beat,

As your words etched into my skin,

Shaping me back into the pretty girl,

I thought I’d never see again.

-HelenaKendal