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Väldigt intern dikt, varje rad döljer ett minne. En historia om mig och en romans jag hade med en flicka i ett annat land en sommar.


If I was a locksmith

A wooden porch, a crowded room
A numbing beat, nearly full moon
Sitting next to you with my face turned away
I fell prisoner to your fingers and to your embrace

A servant to soft hands chasing the coldness
A slave to the words you whispered over my shoulders

I knew from the first moment that I had to make you smile
Secretes and vices was what I saw in your eyes
The hopelessness wouldn’t conquer if I just put up a fight
I could tell you knew something and I had to find out

I found myself on a ledge, and I found you beside
We were watching the view as the stars burned out the sky
I made a promise to myself, I wouldn’t let this slide
Too many things have already fallen through the cracks of my life

The streetlights shined up with heaven and I could barely tell the difference
Leaning against the horizon about to fulfill my wishes
As if the city was on fire, as we watched it from above
I kissed you for the first time, and it filled me with hope

The softest pair of lips, brought to me by destiny
How could I ever describe the feeling of a `finally`

You said `This stays between us`
Only we knew but the stars and the owls

Through the floor I could feel your eyes searing my neck
The ceiling was never thick enough to keep you in your bed
Another sleepless night with the voices echoing in my head
You stole my heart and left a hole in my chest

Ashes to blankets, dust to sheets
My headboard, my tombstone, fading heartbeats
Elbows on my bed, praying on my knees
I could still feel the taste of this fallen angel beneath

My demons became notes, posted from a sinner
No paper cuts still I felt like I wrote with bleeding fingers
Left one on your doorstep and prayed that it would matter
Tried to tell you that I will hold on until my bones shatter


The hours turned to days and I kept on leaving messages
In return you gave me a weapon to erase my emptiness

I stilled your thirst, you slept under my wings
Your hand in mine as you leaned against my chin
The way you look straight through me just didn’t seem fair
But there were no other thoughts than of you and me being there

I will keep on floating until you believe I can kill all despair
I teach others how to swim but I kept drowning in your hair
But you reached for me, you pulled me up on my feet
No red dressed girl in the hallway, only you and me

I felt so much joy and the world was my handball
I might just be a boy but I will give you my all
There is more to the eyes, never mind my age
I promise, this love is real and there’s no hidden rage

After we’d danced the darkness away we waited for the morning to come
A balcony, a kiss to the symphony of the rising sun

When it all comes around have we learned to cherish the presence?
Because is all really said and done when time is at the essence?
I had no idea how hard it could be to show
But I couldn’t let you go without knowing what I know

You are the face in every word, the pulse of every stolen heartbeat
I really hope you listened; I really hope I got through as you did to me

We lived on borrowed time as we stayed up the last night
But I would have done anything to keep that moment alive
We were running out of seconds and we used all the time we found
Because I’d rather slit my wrists than watch the countdown

Amongst a thousand fates I will places my padlock
A thousand promises to embrace my love
A thousand stolen words to puzzle you back to whole
But I needed only one look from you to know that I was sold

If I was a clock master, if I could turn back time
I would whisper in your ear once again that everything will be fine
If I was a locksmith, if I had the key
I would seal this moment, and bury the winder in the Eastern Sea

Because when you are gone everything is cold, but somehow it feels nice
I could freeze the sea that separates us and walk to you over the ice
Won’t stop until I collapse, if you just wait for me to come along
And I’ll reach you at last, if you’ll be my beacon

I’ll wait for you, I’ll guide you through the darkness
I’ll stay beautiful, I’ll let you lean on me

This is not the end, this is not our demise
Just give me a sign, and I will make it out alive
Now I need your name, to get me through the day
Just give me a sign, and I will make it out tonight

If I was a gardener, if I could plant a seed
The sunflowers wouldn’t mourn when I would have cleared all the weed
If I was a locksmith, if I had the key
I would seal this moment, and bury the winder at sea

If I was a locksmith, if I had the key
I would seal the padlock and you would forever belong to me




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Publicerad 2012-03-17 19:40



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