Mostly Poems: "my eyes become the moon"

Mostly Poems: my eyes become the moon

my eyes become the moon

Oh I remember this one:

Hanging from the barstool

That waits just inside the door;

I remember the positioning:

                Precarious,

                And scintillating.

Leather-clad,

And dangling

Like that space between your legs…

So appetizing,

                (Is that my mouth watering…?)

You’re not even trying,
But I'm stumbling,
Over words and off-topic.

And I remember

Something funny,

Happening on …facebook

But I can’t

…for the life of me

Seem to find myself to care.

And I remember

Listening

To the sounds of someone breathing

Threatening

To whisper-wheeze

And loving-squeeze

As lips brush wet and succulent,

You bring me to my (breathless) knees.

And I remember

Mimicking

The way that every muscle danced

The way we each would writhe and sing

And rise across the bed…

All glowing white,

Inside my (throbbing) head.

And Winter comes with passing dreams

Awakened eccentricities

To lap and lick my dripping mind…

It’s fogging up the mirrors.

And ashtrays are a Fire Hazard

Igniting stubs of Electric Ashes

Burning Every (where) It touched,

(It’s) consuming me again.

The colder it becomes outside,

The hotter this apartment grows:

                As soon as I am Home Inside,

                                It’s off with all my clothes.

And I remember this one:

Slipping Into

Something a bit more

…Comfortable.

Hang my purse from back the barstool

Waiting just inside the door;

And I remember the hilarity:

                Of facebook innuendos,

                And how tit-illating telling them,

That Black Leather

Was my Imperative.

That it was…

Dangling -

- No,

 hanging on

To the backs of doors by knobs,

Or Chairs

With backs that supported straps

…

“Every night. --

                                                                -- I do this (withmypurse) every night.”

‘Cause there’s that space between the words,

That hitches with your sighs.

And with Winter comes the fear,

                That it’s a dream.

And I remember

Panicking

The way that every Heart’s beat danced,

The Way you make It sing;

You bring me to my knees.

And kissing you ’s a (Fire) Hazard

Igniting burned out crevices,

Of hollowed, jaded, dried-up

Deserts.

Electric Ashes,

                                My Heart becomes:

Burning everywhere You touched;

Consume(Mating) Me Again.

And I remember

Something clever,

But I can’t

…for the life of me

Seem to find myself to care.

Nothing exists beyond your Lips,

My fingers twist inside your curling hair;

                                                Drawn up into Loving Arms

And Breathing,

Breathe a sigh.

In shaking, silent laughter

Dancing

The Air

Grows warm and fills me…

--

And my eyes be(come) the moon.

 

“my eyes become the moon”

a poem by Meghan Johnson

written November 29^th, 2012

 

Nothing Else to Say - A Poem

And for once, I have nothing to say
Here with you
In this moment
I have nothing to add
Or interject
Into the air

If we were in a movie
My face would show my thoughts
In a close-up shot
Pan left, to the sunrise
And then out into the open air
Following a car ride
Through the sunshine
And then show my thoughts
As they fall like swirling petals
In my mind
Collecting in a pool
Of memories

And there would be a flashback
To the first moment
And that first impression
To that first look you gave me
Like you were seeing things behind my eyes
A look
Too serious to ignore

And moving forward
Showing me your smile
First
The one that barely touched your lips
Sardonic
And moving forward
I see your eyes crinkle at the edges
And it makes me smile, too

And for once, I have nothing to say
Here with you
In this moment
I have nothing to add
Or interject
Into the still night air

If you could see my thoughts right now
You'd know
How much I love you

But for now,
I have nothing to say
Out loud

Just let me show you
How it feels right now

And if we were in a comic book
My speech bubble would contain
An ellipses...
My panel filled with
Thigh-highs and high heels
An action so dramatic
It would require italics
And underlines

And you would see me across the room
Laughing
And I would see you
Against the wall
Like an island

And flash forward to the blue drinks
And beer runs
And cigarettes
And see it run its course
In a series of snapshots

And flash forward to a future view
Me and you
What we're gonna do
Moving out to California
And the sunshine
And the night time
And the time with you I need it to
Unwind
And rewind
Take it back to that first kiss
The one that caught me off guard
And I said "well, hey,"
'Cause I had nothing else to say
There was nothing else to say

Here with you
In this moment
I have nothing else to add
Or interject
Into the still night air

And if you could see my thoughts right now
You'd know
How much I love you
What I would do for you
That I'm always thinking of you

So for now,
I have nothing else to say
Out loud

Just let me show you
How it feels right now
To know you
How it feels right now
To hold you
In my arms
As the sun comes up

I love you

And I have nothing else to say
Right now
'Cause there's nothing left to say

©2012 ~strawberry-goodness

Snellville Tornadoes - A Poem

The rains came like a metaphor
Pounding on the tin roof of this covered porch
Blowing in sideways, through screen doors
Soaking through pant-legs in swirling mists

And twirling hair in fingertips,
I smoke cigarettes like conversation-starters
Throwing smiles like darts
Haphazard
With careless precision

Drinking beer with my boys
My personal harem
While I turn heads with turn-key tactics

And I don't know how to shoot a combo
But I make the most of dumb-luck and take it home
Laughing it off
Like a clever joke
And I never even knew the punch-line

And we stay up for hours
Because you love to make me laugh

And the rains came like a carnivore
A hungry thing
And I try to play it cool
Pounding on the tin roof
Like my pulse isn't jumping in my throat
Blowing in sideways, through screen doors
Like byways
And I bide my time, twirling hair like spinning out
These nonchalant conversation-starters
Throwing jibes and low-blows
Like I'm not flirting through my teeth at you

And the rains came like a symphony
Cacophony
Pounding on the tin roof of this covered porch
Blowing in sideways, through screen doors
Soaking through pant-legs in swirling mists
Double-fisted
Like I really need
Another beer

And twirling hair in fingertips,
I smoke cigarettes like conversation-starters
Throwing smiles like darts
Haphazard
With careless precision

But you like to make me smile
And I am happy to oblige

And the rains came
Leaving purple flowers on my parked car
Like some antiquated valentine

And the sun came
Like some forgotten friend

And you rubbed my back and gave
Me
A gentle squeeze
When the thunder made me jump
When the lightning flashed
Illuminating the nightscape
The ghosts of trees
In darkness

The rains came like a metaphor
Pounding on the tin roof of this covered porch
Blowing in sideways, through screen doors
Soaking through pant-legs in swirling mists

And twirling hair in fingertips,
I smoke cigarettes I can't afford
Like nothing happened
Because nothing did

Just you and me
Like always

A crazy storm
Two crazy kids
And then the sun came
My forgotten friend

Throwing smiles
With careless precision

©2012 ~strawberry-goodness

Companion - A Poem

With eyes like mine, you kiss me
Carefully
Like Uncertainty taints your lips
Like you can taste It on my fingertips
When I touch you
When I caress you with fingertips that fly
Like eager butterflies

And I suppose it would be silly
To liken your skin to silk
Or flower petals
So I'll keep that bit to myself
Holding back that last inch
Of who I am
--To save that last piece of myself
My sanity
Wrapped in tin foil
Like leftovers
I'll save it for later

And I feel bad when I come on too strong
Pushing you back with Chapstick-kisses
To rock on your heels
When I kiss you, with too much force
Overzealous and impatient
And we laugh at how we fidget
Synchronicity shines through
Those eyes like mine

And I like it
What we are, when you are Here
Holding back enough to relish it
Like distance makes a difference
And you smell so good, I cannot help myself
Nibbling along your jawline
--Down, down across the throat and up
--Playing along your ear lobes, Sighing
Sighing along your skin and your breath catches
Makes me giggle with the rush of power
Like wind

And you kiss me
With eyes like mine
You kiss me carefully
Like Uncertainty taints my lips
Like you can taste It in my mouth
As out tongues flit like nervous gestures
Darting, kind of like a warning
Of things to come

And I suppose it would be silly
To liken your lips to something edible
To say something girly about the length of your lashes
As they rest upon your cheek
When you sleep
So I'll keep that bit to myself
Holding back that last inch
Of who I am
Of how I think
--To save that for myself
My poetry
Wrapped in enigma
Like mystery
I'll save it for later
...A rainy day

And I feel bad when I blush at you
Urging you forward with Chapstick-kisses
When I should probably stop
But I like it
What we are, when you are Here
Whatever we are, I hold it dear

My friend, my lover
My newest Companion
With eyes like mine...
Let's fly

©2012 ~strawberry-goodness

New Year's Resolution

I have decided that I want to emulate Anita Blake for the New Year. I will sign up for self defense classes, hit the gym, and learn how to shoot. I'm pretty excited about this decision. I hope it leads to self efficacy and badassery. And cute supernatural boyfriends. That would be pretty cool as well.

I See You - A Poem

I know you notice

I see you stare

I feel your presence

I know you're there

I wish you knew

I hope you care

What goes on beneath this coiffed up hair

The thinking starts

And hope departs

But comes again

When you walk in

So sad but true

That when I'm blue

A smile from you...

I'm long past due.

Adoring, true

But more, it's you

It's you

So sad, but true

I need your rapture

I want that pain

That heartache I get when I think your name

I wish for strength

I wish in vain

That awkward space behind the reins

I feel it tug

I feel in vain

I long for something

To start again

That voice talking

Say my name

And I know you notice

I see you stare

And I feel your presence

I know you're there

I just wish you knew

And I hope you care

What goes on inside this outerwear

The shaking starts

And strength departs

But comes again

When you walk in

So sad but true

It's you, it's you

And when I'm down

And you come around...

I feel brand new

So sad but true

What's more, it's true

It's you, it's you

So sad, but true

It's you

So I want to say it

Right out loud

I want to say it

And say it proud

But I know it's stupid

And I know this crowd

Won't play that game,

But all the same

I want to say it

Right out loud

I long for something

Soft like rain

I long for something

To start again

I long for kisses

And tender pain

The kind that blesses

The kind that stains

I long for something

That's so much more,

Than you'd ever give me

Than what's in store

But I feel your presence

And I love your name

And I smile whenever I see you again

And my stomach flutters

With anxious stutters

Whenever you speak

And remember my name

I'm enroped,

Entangled

In this silly lovegame

I see you seeing me

Blushing now, looking down

I know you know it

Hiding now, I'm hiding now

But you could see through it

If you wanted to

I want you to

Want you too

That part of me

That part of me

That wants you, see?

Wants you to be

With me...

So badly

I wish you knew

So I could stop pretending

Not to care

Stop charades and meet you there

Halfway

Between your house and mine

Halfway

Before the sun shines

What goes on inside this freckled mind

I'm not fine

I'm not fine

I stare,

I stare

And wish you were there

Wish you were there

For me to stare

'Cause I know you notice

Me, over here

And I feel your presence

When you're over there

And I wonder, too

What it's like for you

What goes on beneath that beauty, rare

What goes on beyond that lovely stare

And do you miss me

Whenever I'm not there?

'Cause I know you notice

I see you stare

I feel your presence

I know you're there

I wish you knew

I hope you care

But I know for sure,

That there's nothing there.

©2011 ~strawberry-goodness