Delirium's Nomad

I know how you felt
The nervous and chilly expressions
The not so subtle edging in the seats toward the isle.
I myself get the same reaction.
I just wanted to say,
“Sit next to me my rounded sister”
We will revel together in not fitting on the seat
My shoulders covering part of your seat
You half way into the isle.
That …

Why don’t we remember sun
How beautiful its rays feel while we rolled down a steep hill
How it lightens the soul even during the most serious of TV tag games.
Why don’t we remember the breeze
And the way it pricks at our hair as we sore on a swing
Such calmness brought as we glide toward clouds and …

Black lagoon of comfort
Bitter taste of familiarity.
No matter how I try to rid myself of you.
Create substitutes.
Drowning in you I find an unhappy home
No matter how hard I fought you
Your presence is now back.

Peaceful moments that are too few.
Yet now I can’t stand it.
The sound in my subconscious can no longer be subdued
Equally cannot be understood.
What was once a moment of joyful silence
Had become seconds of dread.
When will I not be scared by the moon?
No matter how I felt or how we were the moon always …

I become inspired to unknown poetic prose simply by her visual presence
The bangs that so unapologetically hang
Nephritis’s hands placing them into disorganized harmony across her brow
Sometimes trying to hide behind them, comforted by their presence
But unable to disguise the beauty emitting from inside
Impatience, nerves, thinking washes over
Her eyes move off center seeing what we cannot
The …

A vivaciousness
That infects the hearts of all around
A laugh that outstrips her size
A liveliness that outpaces her frame
She always brings the truest smiles to your dimples

Holding on to what he can.
Desperation always on his face.
His life, his purpose
Never determined by his own making.
Floating, meaninglessly, directionless,
Vana caught him
And he hung on.
And he clamped on.
As her life took her to destination upon destination
He bakes in the warm glow of her shadow
Always clinging to the importance her life provides
Desperation always just beneath the …