The Fjord
In the maternity ward
You crossed the fjord.
Met the world screaming,
And I think
I must be dreaming.
You’re so perfect
In shape.
I’m fully, completely,
Captured.
In love.
Yours.
– Vagabond Prophet
Tag: spilled poetry
The Fjord
In the maternity ward
You crossed the fjord.
Met the world screaming,
And I think
I must be dreaming.
You’re so perfect
In shape.
I’m fully, completely,
Captured.
In love.
Yours.
– Vagabond Prophet
Winter
Perhaps I don’t mind winter
For I find summer in your eyes,
Everyday the sun sets early
You still give me butterflies.
– Vagabond Prophet
Which is it?
Am I so frail
That I can’t refuse
The beauty around
That we’ve misused.
Could I be stronger
You said I can,
But I don’t know how.
How could I
lash your arms to mine
So I could pretend I’m strong
Until I’m strong.
I know what I should do
But I’m afraid.
To which you reply,
“ which is it?
Scared and mine
Or safe and damned ”
– Vagabond Prophet
Spilled Coffee
I’ll let my coffee spill
As I walk the green mile.
Left right,
Left right.
Sloshing to and fro,
I was here
I was there.
Just leave it.
Don’t mop it up,
It’s all that’s left of me,
A reminder of life
Spilling it’s banks
– Vagabond Prophet
Kindling
All the grout between
the tiles of your mind,
Glitter and shine
Glitter and shine.
Its like tinsel
Beauty unraveled,
Just for me
Just for me.
To see you unwind
The way you’ve done for me,
You’re too kind
You’re too kind.
You’re brand new smile
Straight from the box,
Fits real nice
Fits real nice.
My mind it wanders
To your mocha skin,
Electric and soft
Electric and soft.
My body petrified
Awaiting your touch,
All for you
All for you.
I love what you do
To the kindling of my mind,
You strike a match
And you watch it catch.
And keep me for warmth
Please keep me for warmth.
Kindling
All the grout between
the tiles of your mind,
Glitter and shine
Glitter and shine.
Its like tinsel
Beauty unraveled,
Just for me
Just for me.
To see you unwind
The way you’ve done for me,
You’re too kind
You’re too kind.
You’re brand new smile
Straight from the box,
Fits real nice
Fits real nice.
My mind it wanders
To your mocha skin,
Electric and soft
Electric and soft.
My body petrified
Awaiting your touch,
All for you
All for you.
I love what you do
To the kindling of my mind,
You strike a match
And you watch it catch.
And keep me for warmth
Please keep me for warmth.
Spilled Coffee
I’ll let my coffee spill
As I walk the green mile.
Left right,
Left right.
Sloshing to and fro,
I was here
I was there.
Just leave it.
Don’t mop it up,
It’s all that’s left of me,
A reminder of life
Spilling it’s banks
– Vagabond Prophet
X and Y
Do you remember ?
When your X found my Y
And evolved into our boy.
Does he miss me?
His daddy,
Now that the only daddy around
Is the one in the corner
With the long legs
With nobody left to kill it.
Which is it?
Am I so frail
That I can’t refuse
The beauty around
That we’ve misused.
Could I be stronger
You said I can,
But I don’t know how.
How could I
lash your arms to mine
So I could pretend I’m strong
Until I’m strong.
I know what I should do
But I’m afraid.
To which you reply,
“ which is it?
Scared and mine
Or safe and damned ”
– Vagabond Prophet
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