Dear Out-of-Focus Eyes by betwixtthepages, literature
Literature
Dear Out-of-Focus Eyes
Your face is out-of-focus,
stranger,
and maybe you're crying
under the weight of your hair,
maybe you're blushing
beet red under there...
but I'll never know.
I could make up stories about you all night.
I imagine
when you smile,
dimples crease your cheeks
and fireflies appear in your eyes,
but traffic will never stop dead for you.
I imagine you're one-of-a-kind
caught up in a sea of average.
You'll laugh
when fingertips tickle your heels
and your heart
beats just the same as mine
beneath your skin.
You're a writer
or a singer
who hasn't been discovered.
You're a princess
whose bright crown
has yet to be uncovered.
Marbalized Timeshots by betwixtthepages, literature
Literature
Marbalized Timeshots
Stop.
Snapshot.
Close-up
close up,
our fingers linked
on cold December afternoons,
your thumb hugging mine,
warming mine,
loving mine.
Youth-taught,
life-cropped.
Crop out everything but us.
The world,
all the words we've ever heard,
none of them matter here.
With you,
with me,
with our hearts molding into one.
The shot is done.
Frame it,
hang it,
name it after our sculpted hands.
The world demands
we move on and forget,
but this moment,
this picture,
our love
demands we let our marble-hands live.
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