Books not written

It will always feel

like you are losing me

as soon as you get too close.

Today I wanted to stay home

and write all day

and tomorrow

the same

but what silly thoughts

are these?

Trust me, that as soon

as you need me

it’s time to let me go.

Can you cut off

all the media?

All that noise?

I can.

I have.

I will.

I must.

Can you track me down

to see how I feel?

Can you close in on me

from everywhere?

Surround me with your strength

disarm me with your gentleness

the gap between the two

obscure

wide and approaching.

I see it from all angles

of this square

or that circle

or whatever you want to

call a shape within my mind

within a form

within an outline of my love.

For if you have my body

it comes with a soul

united.

Others can separate the two

discuss politics like sports

stir wet and dry ingredients

simultaneously

but I can save the day

with my frosting abilities

my inner sparkles that shine.

Soul and body

not that hard to disconnect the dots

that are invisible.

Reading Little Prince

again,

it appears life needs no explanation

while I was boarded up

with nails

until  you

resurfaced me.

Believe me, I have always

known how to walk into a room

full of people I know,

the trick is to do the same

with strangers.

I have always known

everything about me.

He reads my eyes and

that in itself is another

book

not written

(yet).

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17 comments

  1. indigo360 · December 8, 2014

    Reblogged this on Panoply of Life and commented:
    Love your poetry….

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  2. Chrissy · December 8, 2014

    Thank you so much for reblogging & liking my work. You made me laugh out loud on Twitter…xo

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  3. Chrissy · December 9, 2014

    Now You got me smitten. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Geo Sans · December 10, 2014

    you can.
    you have.
    you will.
    you must.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Maxima · December 31, 2014

    All my good wishes for a very beautiful New Year dear my friend .Happy New Year With love Maxima

    Liked by 1 person

    • Chrissy · December 31, 2014

      Same to you. Happy New Year, Maxima. Xo

      Like

  6. pndrgn99 · June 27, 2015

    Some words, the best of them not only remind me of home but take me there, again and again.
    Alexander

    Liked by 1 person

  7. Chrissy · August 24, 2015

    Reblogged this on Christina Strigas and commented:

    resurfaced

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  8. rumblefishbone66 · August 24, 2015

    Very interesting and engaging poetry !

    Liked by 1 person

  9. Talia Darling · August 25, 2015

    Reblogged this on taliadarling and commented:
    Tugging at my heart strings ❤

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