I want to rummage through stacks of books with you.
Dirty, musty books
so when we rustle their pages we choke with joy.
I want to sit on the floor, legs crossed
and pile adventures in my lap.
You’ll stand on a stack of encyclopedias and reach for
that perfect copy of Don Quixote
while I flip through Robinson Crusoe
until you reach down and say, “I found this one for you.”
I want to be lost with you inside a fiction more beautiful than the
huge snow globe we inhabit
always shaken by someone else til we’re displaced
tiny flakes in a fish tank.
So I think if I have to get lost, I’d like to be holding your hand
when my dreams for this life
seem so broken
like this damned snow globe
because aren’t they supposed to make you smile
and turn the sky white?
The sky was grey today. This snow globe’s defective.
I want to be poor with you
but only with you
because poverty isn’t romantic
unless all the riches in the world exist in the gold flecks in your eyes.
I want to be anything with you
because you’ll be anything with me
and that could stop this snow globe shaking.
With this, I revamp my current poetry series from one about my childhood to a poetry series about anything, because…why restrict myself? Poetry is freeing, and I need to be freed right now. Cheers. Let’s all work on making this snow globe a little better.
If I have to get lost with a boy… I’d rather its in a book then in real life (:
So so true :)
<3 <3
I feel the same <3 <3 for you :)
I feel inspired!
Loved this:
I want to be poor with you
but only with you
because poverty isn’t romantic
unless all the riches in the world exist in the gold flecks in your eyes.
Have I accidentally inspired you?! Oh, that’s such a beautiful sentiment. Thank you, truly.
I like those lines too :)
No, thank you! Reading makes me write. I love that I have discovered your blog :)
I’m glad you discovered it too, because I feel the same! Reading makes me write :) xo!
I love this poem – I wish I had written it! Siighhh!
So sweet! Thank you :)
You should write one of your own and post it somewhere! Then I can be jealous of your bomb poetry skills.
Haha, I’m terrible at poetry! I wish I had your way with words!
Nonsense. I just took a look at your blog (lovely idea, by the way, and you and Knight seem fantastic together) and you do just fine with words :)
Thank you. I wish I could write poems though. I’m afraid that’s for people like you and Knight.