Houses with sun lit rooms, going into hallways, going back into new rooms, to the same halls.
There you are, always standing. Always.
Sometimes I've confused you with others, but I know the moon when I see it shine it's soft blue glow.
Your hands melting through the wallpaper.
Saved me, then threw me from the sails, just to save me again.
I look away, run through rooms, and you're in the door way.
You walk toward me, I feel the warmth, and let it fill me with a heaviness that will never set. Creeping up my chest and crawling through my mouth.
I put my hands over, to silence, whatever it is, words that have solidified.
I sit on the edge and look down. Legs dangling, as reckless as you left me.
Look up, the sun is bright.
You see her, wafting down in scents with lilac and lemon in her hair.
Eyes catch but your hands don't, flitting through.
Dance in these halls tonight.
Summer children.
-Saree McClaran
080314
There you are, always standing. Always.
Sometimes I've confused you with others, but I know the moon when I see it shine it's soft blue glow.
Your hands melting through the wallpaper.
Saved me, then threw me from the sails, just to save me again.
I look away, run through rooms, and you're in the door way.
You walk toward me, I feel the warmth, and let it fill me with a heaviness that will never set. Creeping up my chest and crawling through my mouth.
I put my hands over, to silence, whatever it is, words that have solidified.
I sit on the edge and look down. Legs dangling, as reckless as you left me.
Look up, the sun is bright.
You see her, wafting down in scents with lilac and lemon in her hair.
Eyes catch but your hands don't, flitting through.
Dance in these halls tonight.
Summer children.
-Saree McClaran
080314
