Is it a sin to love you?
I’m wondering if my hand would fit your cheek like clouds embracing the moon but she’s already marked it with a flag of lipstick stains.
I’m dreaming of a happy ending but trying desperately not to wish one away from her.
Is it wrong to memorise the shape of your smile like it is a line from a song? I keep telling myself that as long as it is illuminating your face, it doesn’t matter who it’s aimed at. But if the curve of your lips is an arrow, then I want to be the one bleeding out.
Is it immoral to look for you like a sailor searches for shore? I am all salt water and rocking ships and I crave the steadiness of your ground.
There is you and her and a line keeping me away.
You - unreadable as a blank page, unpredictable as a flash flooding, alluring as a midnight moon.
Me - breathless like a drowning dreamer, floating like an astronaut in zero gravity, spinning like the earth orbiting a burning star.
And her - the one who gets to cradle you like clouds.
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Comments (3)
Stunning. Absolutely heartbreaking. I love the bookended metaphor of the moon cradled by clouds; it’s a delicate, sensual, yet sad image to contemplate and works amazing here. 💜
Oh my, this is gorgeous. Well done.
Gosh this was so relatable! The pain of watching the one we love, love someone else is just so unbearable! Loved your poem!