Tag: by me

please don’t love me. 
nobody knows better 
than i, 
it will be a waste of time. 
i’d love your eyes more than
any eyes in my life, 
i’d lose myself in them 
for weeks at a time and
wake up hungover in
strange places.

well eyes // a.s.m

when i hide the world
underneath closed lids, 
i dream of you. 

the voices in my mind sing
nothing but your music, and
my heart is sore from constantly
reaching for you. 

every step i take is in hopes that
soon i will walk on
your soil. until then, 
my hands must learn to be 
content only
to write about you.

Yerevan // a.s.m

how selfish am I
to live this life, 
to see through these eyes, 
to want to die? 

how selfish am I
to laugh with ease
to seek joy when
there is suffering? 

how selfish am I
to strive to calm 
the storm inside? 
is it selfish
to survive?

survivor’s guilt // a.s.m

you were famished
from birth, waiting for
this world to give you your fill. 
i tripped into your arms, 
you came in for the kill.

you bite
with ravenous lips
and starving eyes; 
part of you is born and
part of me dies.

blood donor // a.s.m

you don’t know
what you want and
you don’t know
the road;
you’ve made and you’ve left
a thousand homes
to chase clouds that
dissolve in the palms of
your hands,
you’re here and
you are gone
again.

i want to see all of you,
every inch. every
mountain, every forest,
every ocean, every river
and canyon. i want to know
every mark on the map,
and i want to fall in love
with all of it.
i want to see and know
this is where i belong.
that you are a part of me
as much as i am a part of you.

let me lie in your valleys // a.s.m

you make me feel
something scary and
yet so comforting,
consuming. you are
a contradiction,
a recipe for disaster,
and yet i love you.
perhaps instinct
trumps common sense
in matters of the
heart.
perhaps my fear of
intimacy
will melt under your lips
and i will let you run them all over me.

exedo // a.s.m

your breath, warm
milk and roses.
your arm, a barrier
for intruders-separating
us from the world.
i don’t know
the time or where
i am or what i was
supposed to be doing;
i only know
your heartbeat, the heat of
your lips, warm
milk and roses.

warm milk & roses // a.s.m