the floorboards’ chatter

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when there are quiet moments
floorboards
are the interpreters
for the heart’s voice we clothe from the world
save for a few

i think of you
or rather, think of being with you
barefoot and swaying in each other’s arms
wearing t-shirts, the golden apple glow of autumn
and no regrets

the floorboards
creaking slightly beneath us, sighing
as another story writes itself in gentle steps
from rug to rug and from easy smile to easy smile
they hold fast and give

much like i imagine
we would
and so i hear my own floorboards
echo this hidden talk from my heart
as i grab coffee and write what i have yet to say

to you

romantic kamikaze (from FB September photo prompts)

she always did take heed

the idea that things may be closer than they appear

so she became a romantic kamikaze

and the rear view mirror

broke as she wished

it is too bad really

that the glass shards

remain ingrained in the tissues of her heart

so that any breath towards what she truly wants

makes her think of dying

maybe

one day

she’ll pluck them out one by one

and make a pendant for her neck

that will reflect just how wrong she was to think

that breaking the visions behind her

would stop the past from clouding her futures