and you. you are there walking by my side.
the air is smoky because our eyes are glazed over.
i cannot see past your face.
we know we are here, and it doesn’t matter how we got here.
i think of you and this day in a time that is later.
i don’t need to find you now to work out the details how to get there.
i just know it’s the way you hold my hand that matters most,
the way you hear me when i don’t speak, and hold yourself toward me as if we are still flirting our way into each other.
why don’t we check ourselves in now to the rest of our lives?
© r.e.l. 4/2/15
come to me with your confidence
that you know i want.
you don’t expect me to be someone i’m not,
because you know i am vulnerable, right?
you can see the tenderness in
the reality of my defenseless heart.
i like my voice as it describes you to me
…and now, i have something i need to tell you
don’t ask me to show you what it’s like to lose a beautiful heart,
don’t let me go another day before i tell you i love you.
© r.e.l. 1/2/15
Won Perfect Poet Award in Thursday Poets Rally week 79 with Hyde Park Poetry
confidence in me
inching toward you breath by breath
i miss you today
© r.e.l. 1/29/15
I nominate Sina Saberi
You are an enigma.
This is about you
and the secret you keep behind your eyes.
It’s unreal to me that you could be there for me.
I see your smile
when you look at me from the place inside you
that is for me,
in the moments when we are touching
or even speaking
as if it’s not happening
when it’s what I want the most
to be cherished by you.
You can’t hide that from me.
It’s not unreal.
When you come to me, I see you with a sixth sense.
You have words but are silent.
I can hear you with your eyes that are blue and clear
staring into me.
Just a tilt of you head
as you hide behind your glass halfway
is enough for me to see
all of it.
My breath is gentle as you come closer, seconds taking minutes.
We are in slow motion and I want that to last.
I want to continue to see your heart beating…
You are more real to me than most things.
I want you in a precious way.
A world is formed
not desperate, or touched with broken hearts.
I don’t know what time it is and it doesn’t matter how long we are here.
I can hear you behind your face that cringes
with the power of the world on your shoulders
I look into your eyes.
I want to know the secret of you
but you won’t tell me
so I find it
through days or weeks,
through many words and senses.
I can hear you still
even in your fingertips
that lightly brush against me.
You want me in a way that I hold dear.
I believe in your conviction
to your heart
to your trust
and you won’t lie to me.
I find it through the pauses between sentences, unwritten
or smiles that you can’t hold back
(and lips that know me).
I want to sit next to you and hold your hand
and know you are near.
I want to take care of you,
your emotions, your world,
as if I am holding your hand to help you think.
I don’t want you to ask me questions
because you already know the answers.
I know you are near even when you aren’t.
We already have many questions
throbbing inside of us.
I want to take you home with me
and get tangled in memories, in us.
© r.e.l. 12/14/14
Published on Rebelle Society 1.3.15
Image source: unknown
in the days when i loved you more than i loved myself
i floated, like light, above water, above myself
to a dream that is hard to forget
(i never forgot)
words that were dying to be shared
as hearts, sacred
opened up to melt onto the floor
together to protect each other, to protect themselves
tears of the past, of the present, of the future broke
presence that would live on and become patience
© r.e.l. 11/1/14
encapsulating every inch, touching.
i imagine how your hands clasp mine.
we are a bravery that led to senses.
of understanding whispers, or of character in windows of time.
of future times, slowly with deep eyes.
like beautiful surrender wrapped up, frozen…
follow me to my heart that risks. vulnerable, slow down, slower. testing the dream, flames shift.
where your hands are a metaphor for your heart waiting for strength and a voice, waiting to begin and not end. to feel safe and live inside me to tell me your beautiful words.
© r.e.l. 9/28/14
do you know that i will lay my strength beside you and surrender?
do you know that i have it in me to wonder if it can be brave enough for you?
do you remember
that i miss you?
do you know that my smile was always for you? it was hidden at the bottom of me.
do you believe that i am typing these words just for you?
do you know that i dreamed i was wrapped in you last night?
do you ever think of my shadows or yours when you brush against me?
do you remember our silent moments that connected us despite our lack of patience?
do you believe that your eyes melted me each time then and still do?
© r.e.l. 9/14/14
you are that which rises.
and you know me to be the one who senses you now, a reprise.
did you know that i heard you last night when you spoke to me with your eyes?
you were the ocean then, yet not.
you were an ironic metaphor with clarity,
the kind that floats by unnoticed, hides in corners, or drops to the floor.
you were that which you cannot comprehend, even to yourself.
© r.e.l. 8/29/14
for someone special
You love the fire. You are it, moving quickly, emulating its spark. Your miles to go in your mind, before calmed, drive you. Transfixed on you I am.
Be you, be the you I have known. Smile at me until I melt into something else. You are beyond getting my attention. You make me know why I’m alive.
And now I’m on fire because when I first saw you, recently and not, I fell in love with you. All I knew from before, relived in a moment, rejoined with all that we created then, to be continued later. You smiled when you knew I loved you then. You knew. You know now.
© r.e.l. 3/25/13
Featured on Feminine Intent on Redbubble
Posted on Medium 3/18/14
i’m scared to really look it in the eye
(what i really want)
because i don’t think i can have it.
i can’t keep it.
and what have i done wrong to make it so that this is so?
i’m covering my heart and drowning instead.
i want my experience to hold me
because i can’t hold myself in this way.
in my dream, the seed that is planted makes me special.
i’m ready for it.
then it’s gone when i open my eyes.
then i want it back even more than imagined i did.
© r.e.l. 7/16/14
what i really want to say
is too real
that you are more
than i can imagine ever knowing
why is it so hard to ask you
a simple question,
the only question i have?
i miss you when the time passes
and i’m scared of being left alone
with only my words.
i want to be the answer
you’ve searched for.
© r.e.l. 7/8/14
Posted (partial) on Micropoetry 8/15/14 for #heart theme
i know deep down
that only the right thing
is happening to me.
i speak now to you,
my core desire,
which will tie us together in a balanced state.
in my search, i have been sad
because of the inability to find
the part of you that is me.
but now i have it
when i can see your face in the present,
i am not worrying.
you tell me not to fade away,
and so i do.
© r.e.l. 4/23/14
Posted (partial) on Micropoetry 8/22/14 for #search theme