writing – Page 9 – Ciara Ashley Johnson

untitled

rushing into it, i’m running for your presence. delicate in the texture of fingertips, i shine to meet the preference. just give it to me, give me what i need now. imagine the life set, open arms follow sunny embraces. i can almost feel the reassurance, like honey all over me. enveloped in the idea,Continue reading “untitled”

tonight

pushing at the center, it creeps up into my throat. lodging itself until i can’t breathe anymore. i found the problem tonight. burning a hole into the bed i lay in, quiet enough to terrify my insides and sew my lips closed so that i could not verbalize a word. tonight i cut myself offContinue reading “tonight”

we move like..

you make me complicated.. delicate… involved. and my silence weakens our strength… moving through nonsense, the minutes roll by our dignity. caught up in levels that burn the capacity. washed away the solid foundation.. built on a pedestal, amounted to no good. trouble maker. you mask the cause. revolved on a whim. balanced by love. reflected by faults. Continue reading “we move like..”

movements

i bloom in the texture of you. make room for the moments to breathe in your light and hide softly in its warmth. hungry fingertips take all that you allow me to feel. and i hide. frozen eyes bleed for your nourishment and you fall softly into my presence. keeping me cool and calming theContinue reading “movements”

heater

(collective) peachy pink glisten in the dimness of the light rests on my lips. forbidden lovely draws me glances from the darkness of his eyes. this exchange feels necessary. a startling decision to eliminate the spaces between us. eyelids flutter to capture your notions. if only you could see me.. .. falls colors separated the seams toContinue reading “heater”