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Soles (City Boy)Soles (City Boy)Soles (City Boy) by BleedingProphecies
i tugged at your arm and pouted
as you scratched our initials into the park bench
with our apartment key.
“can our lives be any more like a cheesy romance novel?!”
and you pushed up your glasses
and flashed me a smirk
and said simply,
“don’t test me.”
i’d always been a forest girl,
counting rows of corn instead
of cracks in the concrete,
sitting cross-legged under my bridge
listening to birds croon on crooked telephone lines
used to carrying a different kind of call.
but you showed me this place
where the sky glowed with
the beacons found below,
on passing cars
and the skyscrapers
like older brothers
looming far above our heads
yes, now we were living among the stars.
i arrived in the morning
and by mid-afternoon
i had internalized the sounds
of a hundred soles
scuffing across ill-kept sidewalks,
but our soles were dancing up on the rooftops
and no one could hope
to call us down.
i held tight to your hand
as you pulled us through the
Contemplating My PlaceContemplating My Place in your Heart 1/17/09Contemplating My Place by shep4life
Keep me in your heart.
Remember my good intentions,
despite all the mistakes.
We were learning as we went.
I never wanted to hurt you,
although I repeatedly did.
I kept you at arms length,
not trusting enough to
be completely yours.
That's my fault...and
I'll have to live with that.
My deep seeded issues clouded
judgement and scattered our chances.
I still think of you fondly as
the stars give off their light.
I wonder where you are this night.
I wonder if you are truly happy.
Do I have the right to ask these
things of you?
Did I leave such a bitter
taste in your mouth?
Is there no good recollection?
Far away - so far away.
I want to hold you just once more,
to feel your warm skin against mine,
to be in that safe place again.
That specific feeling is fading fast -
the harder I try to grasp,
the quicker it slips through my fingers.
I wish on a dying star and pray that,
somehow, you are as well.
Find a secret place for me in y