His.

He saw her in blue denim
Her hair was unkempt
And the clouds were above her
In a desperate attempt
To hide from plain sight
The elusive golden light
That he saw in her eyes, the scars she had tried
To conceal in vain, whenever she smiled.

There was nothing but words
That he couldn’t quite give her
But she easily affords
To freely give strangers
Over and over, how she knocks his world
Sometimes in silence, leaving him in the cold.
Often she writes, while refusing to reveal
The choices she makes between imaginary and real.

The dreamy sunset scene
Was her place of romance,
And the signal sounds of spring
Was the tune to her dance.
She’s too difficult to love, she warns
And every time, he nestles her back to his arms.
What is in her that he keeps coming back to,
When loving her only splits him into two?

Always he gets stuck in the mess
Of her sensitive heart and mind full of chaos;
He ventures into her maze of thick-walled defenses
In search of what he knows have an unreasonable cause.
She cries like a child over every small thing,
And the constant emptiness he felt helpless in refilling,
Yet, she pours out like rain, gushes like the tides
There’s no one to stop her, not her pain nor their lies.

Whenever her kisses come,
A meteor shower visits town
He only wishes he could save some
To give her when she’s feeling down.
How to start giving to a girl who loses things;
How to add to someone who has a bit of everything?
Like some good and some bad, she takes ample amounts;
It breaks her vessel up, spilling contents on the ground.

She can shatter his dreams while letting him watch
Piece it together, she can build it from scratch
He can’t remember a time that she hadn’t been there,
Even his childhood memories were heavily altered;
She was the kite he chased, his collection of spiders,
The lost plastic soldiers, or the lego blocks scattered.
He frees her and takes her; he dies and he lives,
But always, she is his for as long as he believes.

Evelyn

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2 thoughts on “His.”

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