Symphony (By Cat Matchuk)

You feel like summer,
when sun would rain from symphony,
and eternity.
Words bring forward stars to forge a world from the ink, breathe, your heart will write.
You feel like summer,
when sun would rain from symphony,
and eternity.
I tore down my walls from the inside out, and you closed your eyes.
You heard the concrete crumble to the ground,
when the dust settled, you turned away. Continue reading “Building Walls”
I couldn’t fly, I crashed into you.
Arms outstretched, feathers where there were none,
close your eyes tight enough and you can feel their gentle touch,
the kiss of air. Continue reading “Kiss of Air”
I wish you were beside me.
I wish I could hold you the way I hold you in my heart, tangled in my limbs.
Face reality, is what they said to me, those voices,
they can be silenced by my words. Continue reading “I Wish You Were Beside Me”
She wore a large black, straw hat with a red ribbon, that’s what he first saw and what he first remembered. It was freakishly large, he thought, and perhaps in another life it wasn’t meant to be a hat. It was meant to be a roof. A tent. Shelter for the broken hearted, anything but a hat. In this life it framed her face perfectly and outlined her delicate cheeks and jawline. In this life, it was meant to bring out beauty. Continue reading “The Bench”