Light Patterns

she can sing.
it’s a little known fact
only those closest to her
know.

she does not like
to find herself in the center of attention,
save for certain celebrations, and certain company.
still, if people knew she could sing, they would ask her to, and for those she loves most, she’d brace anxiety for,
so she reserves singing
for times when she is alone, and in front of those with whom she feels most comfortable, which are few.

and him…
she had yet to meet him
save for in her dreams,
but she already knew
with his head on her chest,
to ease his woes, she would sing him to sleep.
she wants nothing more.

all she wants is to kiss his scars
and to show him the kind of softness
the world so rarely does.

there is something
about him…
he brings out sides of her she didn’t know existed. He introduced her to herself.
how could she resist the irresistible grasp?
it drew her
like patterns of light from a sunrayed glass door dancing across the darkness of a cold wooden floor.

he calls to her…
he, her raging fire
and her, his calming rain.

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32 Responses to Light Patterns

  1. utahan15 says:

    no scars can be kissed nor missed
    open away
    both tomorrow and to day
    lost cost
    let s go o s
    get some offense
    and clip the angels

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  2. jonicaggiano says:

    What a lovely piece about the tenderness of love. I especially like your last paragraph. β€οΈπŸ€—

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Brad Osborne says:

    WOW! This is fantastic, Kristian. Immersive, emotional, and filled with a certain longing that is inescapable. The marvelous image you shared is woven into the text seamlessly. I would give anything to be able to write like that, but I would give everything to be loved liked that. Bravo, beautiful!

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    • kristianw84 says:

      My dear friend, the line in your comment “I would give anything to be able to write like that, but I would give everything to be loved like that,” is beautiful. You are an amazing writer, and far too humble. Thank you!! ❀

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  5. aguycalledbloke says:

    Cracking image Madam K is it yours?

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  6. Amir says:

    Reblogged this on Notes and commented:
    “to ease his woes, she would sing him to sleep.”

    Even if she wrote that single line, that would be a masterpiece in itself. Awesome words!

    Liked by 1 person

  7. Laura Beth says:

    Beautiful photos and words.

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Lily Cayne says:

    I love your poetry so much! (Also, as an aside, get your butt over to Mastodon. Here is my handle @Lily_Cayne@queer.party missing you lots)

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