frayed

you’re gone and i’m done
wishing you were still here

counting the days since you left
your goodbyes ringing hollow in my ear

i wish there’d been a warning
i wish i saw it coming

but even if there’d been one
fully trusting you was my shortcoming

and so i sit here bathed in the morning fog
promising never again to give my heart away

for i love too much and trust too blindly
only to have my heart broken and frayed

and so i’ll stitch it up again
fill its cracks with words and tears

promising never to fall so hard again
and stay numb in my fears


over you

i’m over it
i’m over you
i’m done figuring out the whys
i’m done thinking of you

because at the end of the day
it boils down to this:
i kept on going
and you simply quit

so i’m done with the wondering
i’m done with the regret
it’s time to move on along
but to never forget

that life can be beautiful
life can be kind
there’s so much to be discovered
just waiting for the right time

but only if you believe
life’s constant ebb and flow
that some days you win and some days you lose
and some days you just have to let go

NaPoWriMo Day 5: Champion

let me be your champion, he said
let me stand by your side
let me be there for the highs and the lows,
let me inside your mind

tell me the things you yearn for,
but don’t tell me what turns you on,
your body tells me more than your words ever can
the darkness you seek, reborn

show me how much you want this
enough to give me your devotion and pain,
and I’ll give you the calm you’ve been searching for
my touch, the balm to the darkest desires you can’t name.

Mine – 29

should we meet? she asks him
do we dare?
will you be kind the first time?
will you be gentle?
for i’m not perfect
and it’s been awhile
since someone said i was beautiful
it’s been a damn long time
till a soul starts to wither
till it strays in search
of a touch that seeps deep within
for another soul to merge
so should we go ahead with it?
should we dare
throw everything to the wind?
will you be there?

    *This is for National Poetry Month, where I’m writing on a theme. Inspired by Álvaro de la Herrán‘s video for GQ Spain called Mine

Old Books

sometimes I look through old books
for fragments of my past
an airline ticket maybe
something that was never meant to last

maybe half of an old greeting card
I’d cut to remind me of you
of the many ways you told me you loved me
and just how much I meant to you

or maybe a dried pink flower
picked up on a lonely walk
that day you said we would last forever
oh, how you assured me it wasn’t just talk

or maybe a short note
written on the back of a theater stub
‘sorry i can’t make it, babe, gotta work,’
just before everything we had blew up

so I close those old books forever
no point in dredging up the tears
not when my life turned out so much better
than the life I had with you all those years

 

Liz Madrid © 2015

Mine – 10

why do you love me?
she asks
as he runs his fingers
through her hair
is it my submission
that turns you on?
or is it the power
you hold
over our sweet affair?

you hold the power,
he says to her
with a look,
a safe word
there’s nothing that I do
that’s ever meant
to hurt you
for nothing between us
is ever blurred

This is for National Poetry Month, where I’m writing on a theme. Inspired by Álvaro de la Herrán‘s video for GQ Spain called Mine

 

Mine – 5

your newest toy
feels cool against my skin
as anticipation builds
making my heart sing
and when you trace it
along the curve of my hips
you don’t have to say
anything
to prepare me for its sting

so sharp, so divine
this pain i know
is all mine
to feel, to drown in
as i fall deeper within
the secrets i’ve long ago
kept hidden,
now come
bidden

*This is for National Poetry Month, where I’m writing on a theme. Inspired by Álvaro de la Herrán‘s video for GQ Spain called Mine

Mine – 4

there are days when
i feel so un-beautiful
when my hips
look just too-wide
but then i catch you
watching me from where you stand
and i know then
that i’m more than
all right

more than the woman
i think i am
more than just skin
and strong bones
i’m so much more
because i know you love me
i’m so much more than anyone
outside of us
knows

*This is for National Poetry Month, where I’m writing on a theme. Inspired by Álvaro de la Herrán‘s video for GQ Spain called Mine

Mine – 2

2

he dominates me
because i let him
he dominates me
because that’s what he is –
a man who treasures me
and loves me,
who knows me so well,
he lays out
my darkest fears

but lest you think
he can do whatever he wants
it’s with my consent
that he can
dominate my heart
that yearns for submission
with a look, a kiss,
even the sweet sting
of a firm hand

*This is for National Poetry Month, where I’m writing on a theme. Inspired by Álvaro de la Herrán‘s video for GQ Spain called Mine