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Jack Wright Poem
A happy day.
You were the sun.
I was Earth.
Nothing could disrupt the gravitational pull;
Nothing could stop physics,
Our law of gravity.
A cloud breaks rank, showering
Me in damp moonlight,
And I see your face
Align in the stars.
Is this you with that
Last goodbye
And last kiss,
Or
Is the night simply fooling me?
You had only said those words of
Nothing at all.
You had only signaled a meeting with
A kiss
Which felt so penultimate.
The sun has already passed now,
That night has come.
I stand here.
Near the pond where you’d
Taught me to skip stones,
I realize I’ll never see you again.
You have left it to the night to break my heart;
Silently invisible wind is the love I always felt,
Chilled grass is the heart in my chest,
Each beat scared of vulnerability.
You had only dampened those words of
Nothing at all.
You had only drenched a meeting with
A kiss
Which felt so penultimate.
The sun has gone now.
That night has come.
Everything I knew of you is now
Buried within these raindrops.
The sun has gone now.
That night has come.
I have tears.
Copyright © Jack Wright | Year Posted 2011
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Jack Wright Poem
Hesitant, I look up at the sunset,
Hoping he doesn't catch glimpse
Of the look in my eyes.
The first time I saw you;
Your rays burst the sky a blue hue,
I'd glance in adoration,
Quietly feeling every breath
Of blind warmth.
I would find myself wishing for clouds
To transparently block you,
Just for the chance of an undiscovered
Sighting.
I shared small, precious moments of
Bigness and of discovery,
If only for a second or so,
When you accidentally shone over me.
All this time,
Through all my
Awkward bliss,
You've been cascading,
Cascading.
Blinking tight, I gather all that
I've ever felt uncomfortable with
And trade my uneasy glances
For one, single
Unwavering gaze.
My legs begin to shake,
But this weakness feels almost fitting.
With those insecure moments behind me,
I just stand,
Just stand and gaze into you,
My forbidden sunset.
Copyright © Jack Wright | Year Posted 2011
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Jack Wright Poem
Late at night,
I’m not crying, again;
All the you is draining from me
In the shape of desert-dry eyelashes
And a never reminiscing heart.
I simply want to
Bleed for you,
My love.
Smearing across the broken glass of
Far behind farewells,
Reversing against forgetfulness
And heartbreak,
I won’t not remember you;
The love you wished me to banish.
I cry into my pillows.
You were always shy;
Invisibly holding your hand
Through those old, frozen school halls,
I convey a sigh
And simply kiss you,
My love.
Shivering in hotness,
We toss the sleep-over bed covers off our skin and
They begin to tangle,
Weaving those intricate carvings of your heart
Into a simple treasure map.
You ask me if I love you
All over again,
And I simply reflect,
My love.
Dry again.
If I were to forget you,
I wouldn’t know enough to even
Cry.
Without comprehension,
I would wish
Only for death.
Copyright © Jack Wright | Year Posted 2011
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