Friday, February 21, 2014

Your photographic smile tattooed on my heart so it will always bleed for you....

Your photographic smile tattooed on my heart so it will always bleed for you....

(for the only girl who truly had me)

It was almost 5 years ago
But when I look at it I know I had been just there
Watching you pack away on many journey's I could not take
Could not follow, could not watch you drive away for my heart would soon break
Each time you went away it got easier to cope
To feel hope of reuniting with your soft hands
Clammy they were, your sweat soothed my body eclipsing all my haunting emotional dwelling
Looking at you in a black poke-doted dress
Each dot filling sun spots in my eyes, making me dizzy and oriented looking at the way you move
Smiling and hypnotizing me with your bright brown eyes firing through your glass frames
You were my dream, my reality, and my nightmare
Your hair wrapped and hauntingly tangled
Was so perfectly shaped with every layer that captivates me
From the nights we danced
To the days we dazed off into psychedelic oblivion
We wished those moments could last forever
If time only could stand still
From all the times you went away
Now you have gone away for good
I let you go and you let me know
How you've fallen out of feeling anything for me
But I am happy you have found peace and grace
Something that I never gave
For I am at peace with closer of what we made
Our imaginary invisible children Jack and Adelaide
Will always run through our imaginary house surrounded by picket fence
Where we could be free to be whoever we wanted
To share a love that truly connected our lost wandering souls
But I know a universe exists
Where we love in a home untainted
By reality and bitter woes of tales we never want told
And I can go to sleep happy knowing a place for us exists
In a different world parallel to the one we know
I can always be in love with the memory
Finding buried pictures and poems of you that only exist for me
Your photogenic smile tattooed on my heart
So it will always bleed for you now we're apart
I'll never forget an anniversary
One of post-mortem that is meant to be.

~george ray