Rewind 'till your Blind

Rewind 'till your Blind

A Poem by Kristallo

The space between
words wounded,
a black
a seclusive

between each cell in my 
the emptiness that baffles physicists
that emptiness between each living cell
it stretches between the stars, too
(alone now)
all astral bodies pull against gravity
for company
in that black and empty void of
just like we do
and isn't it beautiful
that two stars orbiting one another will
share the same light
just like we do. 

Remember when
your eyes met mine
as dusty monarch's took flight inside
the stillness of this moment
captured and framed on my wall
I wish I could drawn into 
your second dimension 
Where espresso kissed goodnight

I'll admit to the divide
But not the life you severed.
If it exists---
(Do we still exist)
In the eye of a temporal stormy
Tidal as the Oklahoma weather-
I watched a shooting star and
wished for you
Like I always do,
on the petals of dandelions
set to dance in grace with my lips exhaled
to the autumn wind

I thought I remembered-
back there, somewhere
In a time we barely shared
the whisky twilight of a love that poured into the envelopes of letters i'd later write
into the finite
of a human forever;
I swore you sang me a love song then,
But I guess some people just chew with their mouth's open
And I guess I can forgive
that tiny social faux paux. 

© 2016 Kristallo

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You create these vast spaces... wild open places of love and longing... and yet you paint them in the most intimate of colors... Now... I read your thoughts... put them on the shelves in me... and wish you the deepest, happiest of new years...

Posted 2 Months Ago

This is terrific. Sounds professional. I am impressed. Very romantic too.

Posted 2 Years Ago

I am not sure I know you...or if I know myself....but my mind sounds these words of your like places I lived, people I knew...things I ve felt.

Posted 4 Years Ago

You know why scars don't bleed when you pick at them?...
because the body forgives and forgets that it reinforced wounded regrets.

Life is not suffering Consciousness is.

and I am a weather vane.

Good write.

Are you sure you didn't mean You're?

Posted 6 Years Ago


6 Years Ago

I can't be sure of anything at all anymore. I hope that's really you, Seth, and if it is- Thank you .. read more

6 Years Ago

.. You will always be a good writer in my eyes.. Remember, you are not forgotten.
Excellent. Nice images and heartfelt feeling.

Posted 6 Years Ago

It has been awhile... Beautiful, as always. It causes me to look back on memories both bitter and sweet. Some long ago and some only a few months old. There is something familiar in your word usage, like I have read it before; or maybe I'm just remembering...

Posted 6 Years Ago

To retract life. Can lead us to places we need to forget.
"I thought I remembered-
back there, somewhere
In a time we barely shared
the whisky twilight of a love that poured into the envelopes of letters i'd later write
into the finite
of a human forever;"
The above lines were solid. Forever gets re-defined with age. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.

Posted 6 Years Ago


6 Years Ago

"Forever gets redefined with age." That is very wise, i'm going to remember it. Thank you for taking.. read more
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6 Years Ago

I enjoyed your work and you are welcome.

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7 Reviews
Added on October 27, 2016
Last Updated on October 27, 2016



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