Swimming Lessons: Poems. Lili ReinhartЧитать онлайн книгу.
is how I know
I love you so much.
Whenever I see something
beautiful, I want you to
see it, too.
I seem to be your new
favorite novel.
One that keeps you up
at night,
turning my pages.
Fingers lingering on
me so you don’t lose
your place.
you’d think the
sound of this beach
would give me déjà vu,
but it doesn’t.
maybe because it’s a
different ocean than the one
we used to visit.
maybe because it’s November
and I only know the Atlantic
in the summertime.
I hear things a little differently
these days.
the waves sound more
lonely than peaceful.
I’d like to think that
if you were here,
the sun would shine
through the fog
brighter than
it does now.
I find myself missing you
before you’re even gone,
Knowing there exists a space
without you next to me.
A somewhere I never want to
feel too comfortable in.
My Delilah.
I remember her on our porch,
how she closed her eyes in the sun
as I held her close to me.
I can hear the wind chimes from a
summer afternoon.
I was always clinging to her,
trying to savor our quiet moments.
she knew I loved her, without ever
learning my words
and she loved me right back.
3:24am
The softness of a blink is felt in moments when tears run dry.
July.
I can still see the
sparkles on the water
and feel the sun on
half of my face.
Sometimes I open my
eyes when we kiss
to see if you’re as lost
in me as I am in you.
I want you
in every shade
that you come in.
All the good
and all the bad.
The memories
these walls keep,
I wish they
could speak.
So I could relive
you touching me.
DRUNK
I always want
to make a toast
before we clink
our glasses.
It’s my way
of getting to tell you
that I love you.
A profession of my love
disguised by a spirit.
Cheers.
You pointed out the
Big Dipper to me
on the balcony
near the end of summer.
But I’ll let myself forget
so you can show me again.
Just tell me more
about the stars,
my love.
Allow me to lose myself
in your constellations.
You let me lay on your clean
sheets and wrap myself in
your damp duvet.
The tumbling washing
machine mixed with the
sound of your video games.
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