Soft and grey and full of you,
It keeps me warm
It holds me close
When you can’t.
This blanket where you said you’d hide
Instead of leaving.
A tiny part of me believes you.
So I wrap myself in it
And imagine your arms.
You gave me
Blanket baggage.
22/04/2014
© Bonnie Calderwood Aspinwall 2014
Time passes slowly
I can’t wait to be with you
Five. Four. Three. Two. One…
17/04/2014
© 2014 Bonnie Calderwood Aspinwall
I can’t sleep
I know you’re on your way
But I feel so stationary
I can’t wait
I want to be moving
Towards you
Tomorrow is so near
But still so far.
17/04/2014
© 2014 Bonnie Calderwood Aspinwall
The stars are falling
And I’m far away from you.
Can you see the sky?
11/04/2014
© 2014 Bonnie Calderwood Aspinwall
I want to reach out
Through the pixels of my screen
Just to hold your hand.
03/04/2014
© 2014 Bonnie Calderwood Aspinwall
Her face arcs up
Meeting his mouth
Taking him unawares
Pushing him on the back foot
Hands sliding over his linen shirt
Fingers pressing into skin through thin fabric barriers
He responds
Unthinkingly
Mouth on autopilot
Lips. Tongue. Teeth.
She skips a beat
Here comes the drop
Surefooted now
He grabs her
Turns her around
They hit the wall
Flaking paint chips break her fall
He’s rough
She’s rougher
Biting back against his lovesick
Lips. Tongue. Teeth.
And she’s lust-sick
Soft hands tightening to fists on his lapels
Crumpled cotton
Dragging him down
And he holds himself up with fingers in her hair
A hand around her waist
Cupping her back
Pulling her arching into his
Lips. Tongue. Teeth.
Desperation grows
Tension mounts
Cracks show
He’s breathless now
And she’s moaning now
And how
Are they even still standing now
Pressed so tight
Arms locked
Hips flush
Feet dancing the unsteady fight
Of lovers versus gravity
They sway a torn-up
Three-way
Tango with the wall
Hard against her back
And he’s sharp against her mouth with
Lips. Tongue. Teeth.
She slows
Pulls him back below
The heights his mind had reached
He moves back
Lets her go
She leans against the wall
Dark hair
Dark eyes
Dark mouth
Marked by his burning
Lips. Tongue. Teeth.
01/04/14
© 2014 Bonnie Calderwood Aspinwall
The bus stop
The fountain
The park
The carousel
The lights
The music
It’s raining
I’m waiting for you
04/10/2013
© 2014 Bonnie Calderwood Aspinwall
I don’t believe the world will end in eight days.
I really don’t.
But I still wish I could spend that day with you.
Just holding you.
Not afraid of the end.
Just happy in the knowledge that if it were the end that I would be with you.
I miss you.
13/12/2012
© 2014 Bonnie Calderwood Aspinwall
One for years
Two find it hard to be
An imperfect disunion
Tried by halves
Half the pot of gold
Now so unlucky
Half the future prospects
Made bitter by division
One of a pair
One chair
Sad and alone
Without its twin
Half a dream
No use alone
Part can be patched
The other is irreparable
A mountainous absence
Impossible to breach
Half of my heart
No clean bisecting slice
No cut from start to finish
But one unending tear
Uneven edges
Still bleeding
Neither neat
Nor simple
A constant rip at the seams
My life essence is stretched thin
Impotent over the distance
Life is not like life
When souls can’t feel
How can I live
When my heart
Is in two places?
25/02/2010
© 2014 Bonnie Calderwood Aspinwall
Waiting for the train
Laughter numbs the pain
Sudden rush of pride
Tearing me inside
Shouldn’t want to cling
Spoiling everything
But holding you I cry
Don’t want to say goodbye
To lose another friend
All good things must end
Now living’s hard to do
So far away from you
22/11/2009
© 2014 Bonnie Calderwood Aspinwall
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