forget the morning light
(Written for @flashfictionfridayofficial‘s prompt: FFF207. Have a poem this time instead of my usual. Tumblr does not enjoy my formatting so have the original in the images and the text itself below, as far as tumblr will allow it to be replicate Enjoy!)
come.
The moon’s bright, the city’s dark.
between the strike of the clock and the
ringing of the bells, it’s just us.
It’s just a world. so let’s fall in love for tonight.
we don’t need to rule here, we don’t
no blood on our hands, no mantle heavy
around our shoulders, no crown aching
on our heads. yes certainly, we’ll have to come back down, we know
this night can’t last forever,
we know
we have to go back soon.
but not now.
can you see my hand in yours? There’s
so many ways to say I love you;
it’s not always worth saying, except
that you mean it,
and right here, right now,
so do I.
we don’t need to talk about love
or loving. It comes as naturally
as claws to you and words
to me. It’s
just us, it’s just us.
and I will hold you when I can.
And when I can’t, I’ll sing to you where the sun sets
and the moon curls into the darkness and I’ll wait
on the shore till you can hear me again. But for now,
it’s just my hand in yours
and our feet in a dance to the rhythm of the rain.
just us, my love. And we’ll dance
till the music stops,
till the sun rises again.
don’t ask me if we can kiss. we both
know that wasn’t up to us. we all know how
destructive it could be if we ever admitted
out loud,
to wanting a world where we were
everyday. It’s my hand in yours/it’s my fingers
on your bloodied knuckles/it’s yours
scrubbing the ink stains from my callouses.
and the silence of a life well-lived. It’s the sunlight across your bed,
and the glow worms in my floor boards, and your knives in my drawers,
and my pens in your armour. And we’ll dream of a world
where all this could be.
but not for now. lovely one,
no,
do not long for me.
my friend, my heart, we have years
to spend on dreams
that dispel on waking. For now,
my love,
we have a moon.
we have a rain.
and we have each other.
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