Best Poems Written by Nicole Fullton

storms

white foam builds on the edge of the sand 
  slowly washing away our footprints 
  the clouds roll in thick and heavy like wool
  the rain starts pouring 
  drowning the hearts we drew just moments before 
  the waves grow tall like mountains crawling on water
  darkening, swirling thrashing, dense; thrashing and ripping through the beams of the boardwalk
  all at once.
  wind racing through my hair
  leaves dancing at my feet
  I turn around
  empty.
  there's no one
  nothing.
  not a soul.
  not a breath.
  not even mine. 
  my lungs burn.
  my legs vibrate.
  my throat throbbing.
  visions blurring.
  ears ringing.
  there's not a single bit of air left in the world is there?
  my hands tingle: traces of you still lingering
  comforting me in the midst of the cold
  I can smell your musk.
  I can hear your heartbeat outside of your body.
  its fast.
  its angry.
  every breath i take feels like eternal flames have replaced the oxygen around me.
  your eyes are dark and heavy like lead.
  mine dart back and forth searching for something.
  anything.
  some sort of comfort.
  but I'm lost at sea point nemo.
  lost in the journey between filling my lungs and finding my hands.
  funny enough when I do, they're in yours
  like a lightkeeper spotting a boat stray on the growling hungry water.
  you see the paleness that stole my complexion like a poor thief;
  the sweat pooling in my palms and my eyes draining like someone pulled the plug on life.
  your calm.
  goosebumps mesh with my clothes and the sun falls from behind the clouds.
  the sky a gleaming blue.
  the sand is warm like knitted blankets across my feet.
  my stomach unties the boy scout knots it threw itself into.
  my arms and your body like magnets
  I don't understand but I was never looking for understanding.
  I just wanted it to stop.
  where'd the storm go?
  the world was just crashing moments ago
  yet you seemed to pick it all up and placed each piece as precisely as it was before.
  maybe the only air left comes from your mouth leaving me colliding begging for more.
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