California Sunrise

I  see you the way I see a California sunrise.

Beautiful, strong, bursting with colors that seem to bring everything it touches to life.

I want to feel you set off explosions in my chest and ignite the fire in my bones.

I want you to make me feel alive.

When we met I didn't know what love felt like.

Of course I had used the word before and thought I understood the power it held but my god was I wrong.

When I met you a feeling that could only be described as caterpillars spinning silk cocoons inside my head and a raging wild fire in my stomach did I know that I had fallen in love.

You held every part of me in the palm of your hand and I was drinking you in like an alcoholic, drunk on your freedom.

Loving you was fucking dangerous and when everyone told me to run I became anchored in front of you, refusing to leave.

 There was something about pushing the limits, setting ablaze everything we touched and when we were together,

Oh, when we were together and our bodies clung tenaciously to the other nothing could touch us.

We were fucking magic and I was so caught up in your spell I didn't realize the ashes we had created.

You made me feel real, my head spun like a mad man drunk on whiskey but I was drunk on the kerosene you called love.

You told me stories of the other women in your life before and I became determined to be different.

I'd sworn I'd make sure that even when I left you'd still hear my name at the back of your throat and when you ran your tongue over your crimson lips the only thing you could taste was my honey.

There's a feeling you get when something is wrong and it begs you to run the other way as fast as you fucking can but I walked, slow enough so that when you began igniting everything we had been that I would too be engulfed in the flames if only it meant to feel your embrace on last time.

Only that never happened.

I became different from the rest, I was the one who finally put you out. 

The only problem now is learning how to fix myself after such an exquisite combustion of dangerous, carefree, rebellious love

This poem is about: 
Me

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