Wednesday, June 18, 2025

Casper

Before we were lovers 

I pulled the lovers card 

For your tarot reading 

The universe Foreshadowing 

And that's the most beautiful thing about us 

We unfolded like a romantic comedy

Like the ones we watched 

Sitting on my bed 

Hands slightly grazing 

Electric zaps 

my fingers 

Slide against yours 

Teenage butterflies

And avoiding your gaze

I fought falling for you 

I didn't want it to be easy 

I wanted to take my time 

Dance with you

Chase and run 

Let my petals slowing open 

To the glow of your light

It's ironic how I never felt so safe

And yet so scared  

I broke down at your feet  

wept all the tears little me bottle up 

I confessed things I dare 

Never tell another soul 

I let my body go limp  

be enveloped

In ecstasy 

I moaned forbidden emotion

Trapped curses

Victorius chants 

I was weary of your volatile temperament

So I would over share

Play the toxic empath

Try to always see you as the little boy 

Playing with his wrestling figurines

In front of his mother's television programs 

And recognize it wasn't you

But the hurt talking

Or walking away 

Leaving me a stranger

hit and run 

A corpse on the sidewalk

A neighbor in the bay

I wish you had let me wade 

deeper Into your water 

Believed you could be loved 

On the bad days

Let your mistakes slip away  

Allowed me to take a share of the load 

So you felt lighter and I felt useful 

Your black to my white

The perfect team 

You would say you hated the men 

That hurt me before

With such fervor 

That never would I have guessed 

You'd be the next

Somehow you turned out to be 

The biggest liar 

The hardest blow 

The atomic bomb 

Casper the friendly ghost 

is a ginger 

But he doesn't haunt 

He hides. 


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