Poetry Fix Yay

I've decided to compile every piece of fiction/poetry I've posted all throughout the years. As a back-up, I'm going to post some of the more recent here.  These are for the 100 Loves Compilation.

Reflecting (9/15/11)

There are days that I'd like you to be a mirror. So that when I look at you, our longing is equal. When I reach out to you, our want is the same. And when I show you the concave swells of fat on my belly, you do not make it smaller. You let my scars stay where they are.

But there are days that I wouldn't like you to be a mirror. So that when I turn my back on you, you still face me. And when I tell you I love you, you don't just mouth the words.

Daydreaming (9/12/11)

To sleep perchance to dream

of him. Of us. Of the places

we have never been

but are.

Where everything is

what I think of.

He sits with me, and

we eat

whatever we want

whenever we want.

Where happiness is just

a mind’s turn away

from reality.

There is such a place

and there is none.

Fluff and clouds and blur and

coffee that we stir

forever. Never growing cold.

Never growing old.

Where there’s a heart;

it is shared, like two halves

of a bun.

One for you.

Won for me.

To sleep perchance to dream.

Of him.