Courtney Peppernell

I hate to spoil the ending

But You is fine

You is still here

You is going to make it.

Darling,

kiss me like you need

to feel safe

Because my lips want to know

all the places

you have been hurt

So they can make all the pain

drift away

the way they reach for you and they find you through the dark

even if their eyes are

closed.

Kissing you feels like the start of a new season, the sun in the early morning, and moonlight reflecting on the ocean. There is never a moment that I don’t think about your lips and how they make me feel when they are on mine.

I wrote this thinking about you

and how if you were a novel,

You’d be an adventure of sadness and happiness

and love lost in between.

You would remind me of the sky and mountains

and constellations and caffeine.

You would be full of pages

that make me laugh and other times fall apart,

You would smell like history with a worn out spine

and ink that could still bleed.

You would always be the novel

I took down from the shelf to read.

A love so fiery it becomes the colour of cherries and candles and lipstick, and they will finally see the world with all its love to give.

What Makes Me Smile

You

in the morning light

after making love

all night.

This is me.

I am the eye of the storm and my heart is a little broken.

But if you want me, I’m yours.

It’s the last day of the year

and I still lose myself

in good books

and warm tea,

those quiet nights

What Makes Me Smile

You

in the morning light