i will be haunted by those layers

My soul is on fire, and my mind is trying to keep the flames from burning everything to the ground. Those around me find me stoic and serious even at my lightest moments, as if there is an inner anchor holding my emotions at shore. I’m not a quiet soul; I’m just a chaotic mind in check. I’m too infinite for this planet. I’m too grand for earthly existence alone. Everyone sees a vessel, but no one can fathom the storm raging below the layers of skin and bone.

have I remained on your mind?

has the nostalgia of my ocean 

made you fall in love with the moon?

and my touch.

is it haunting?

my man, if you were to remove all of those dreadful layers and dive into me, would you drown? 

or would you breathe life into your saudade birthing unconditional love?

“i miss you” is lacking. 

pour your thoughts into my mouth
make me crave me too. 

only then will I understand your feeling of without..the absence of.

-leezajoneé

have I remained on your mind?

has the nostalgia of my ocean
made you fall in love with the moon?

and my touch.
is it haunting?

my man, if you were to remove all of those dreadful layers and dive into me, would you drown?
or would you breathe life into your saudade birthing unconditional love?

“i miss you” is lacking.
pour your thoughts into my mouth
make me crave me too.
only then will I understand your feeling of without..the absence of.

-leezajoneé