The ghost of you

Your silhouette awakens.
Lines as perfect as the smile before a kiss.
Tempting me, luring me from my sleep.
so peaceful.

Sitting on the edge,
the crumpled duvet your makeshift robe.
A sideways swipe to move your hair,  the gentlest touch,
a whisper.

You wear the moonlight on your skin
a lunar dress hugging your curves in a passionate embrace,
a physical connection reserved just for
us.

Do you know that I watch you?
A statue. Scared to interrupt that perfect moment.
A photo in my mind, a memory to keep forever, framed
in my heart.

Drawn towards you, the sheets and creaky mattress betray me.
I touch your skin.
Sighs escape, and in that moment I know my heart will always belong
to you.

I wrap my arms around you, your fingers, slipping between mine.
Never letting go.
My heartbeat. Your back.
Your scent so sweet my eyes close as I breathe you in.

You raise my hands to your heart.
The softness of your body sends shivers down my spine,
I hope.
My eyes open.
I’m alone again.

Together is better

Together is better than being apart.

Float on

When the world makes you dither, makes you cry, makes you shiver you can
Just float on.

When It feels like you are wrong, like you’re stuck and all alone you should
Just float on.

When confusion takes ahold, and you’re sick of being told you might
Just float on.

Because when you’re looking down
from the clouds to the ground
Those things wont seem so daunting and
My love will keep you soaring
And you’ll just float on.

What’s in the box?

Another quick shot at the 2nd person perspective.

 

You should have been kinder at the time, ya know. There really was no need to act the way you did for the last 23 years especially now you’re revealing all these so-called feelings to so many people. How many did you invite in the end? It sounds like a good 40-50 out there.

Oh great, now you’re crying. For fuck sake, anyone would think you really did care. WHY. DIDN’T. YOU. SHOW. IT. BEFORE!?

Is that… Is that James blunt? You didn’t… Surely you didn’t.. Oh Christ It IS James Blunt. You utter, utter, bastard.

How do you do?

Following on from the last class discussing the importance of Point of View, this week we looked at 3rd person and in more detail, 2nd person. Something I’ve never really thought about in great detail but have used quite a bit already. To nail it 100% the idea was to not include mes, mys or Is. (I didn’t click on to that at first).

Our first exercise was to write a love story to the one you love in the 2nd person using 100 words.

How do you do?

How does that song go? You know the one. “How do you do what you do to me? I wish I knew. “Well… How DO you do the things you do to me? Because if I knew, I truly would do them to you. Maybe I do, but if you think about it, you rarely let me know.

Do you remember that time you wouldn’t let me see you first thing in the morning? You said “not without at least brushing my hair”, you got out from the bed and you ran to the bathroom. When you came back you had perfect hair, perfect skin and the breath of a toothpaste tester. You didn’t see me catch you in the mirror as you fled. With your scruffy hair and naked body.
In that fleeting moment, you already looked perfect to me.