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By Delaney Marie Carter
I’ve never met anyone like you.
Take that as a compliment but
don’t overlook the underlying insult.
Your gentle words have the power
to widen my smile while our difference of endless
opinions make me wonder how we would ever work.
How could this ever be what we think it’s worth?
I tell myself the frustration with you only proves
that I care more than I thought I did, more than
I intended to.
My heart doing everything my brain told it not to do;
which was fall for you.
But you aren’t there to catch me.
It’s more like you falling with me.
Side by side.
Deep into unexpected attraction, dipped in crazed
amounts of mental satisfaction that somehow
make me forget how we could even disagree
in the first place.
I can’t say I mind the sudden change in my mood,
the tune in my voice, or the way parts of my body feel
as your lips trace its frame,
because forever embedded is the purity of sweet sound
my ears devour as your tongue ejects my name.
So say it again, but slower.
Let it linger as you add to this relationship’s value.
Continue being the muse of my over-thought thinking
because honestly,
I’ve never met anyone like you.
Take that as a compliment but
don’t overlook the underlying insult.
Your gentle words have the power
to widen my smile while our difference of endless
opinions make me wonder how we would ever work.
How could this ever be what we think it’s worth?
I tell myself the frustration with you only proves
that I care more than I thought I did, more than
I intended to.
My heart doing everything my brain told it not to do;
which was fall for you.
But you aren’t there to catch me.
It’s more like you falling with me.
Side by side.
Deep into unexpected attraction, dipped in crazed
amounts of mental satisfaction that somehow
make me forget how we could even disagree
in the first place.
I can’t say I mind the sudden change in my mood,
the tune in my voice, or the way parts of my body feel
as your lips trace its frame,
because forever embedded is the purity of sweet sound
my ears devour as your tongue ejects my name.
So say it again, but slower.
Let it linger as you add to this relationship’s value.
Continue being the muse of my over-thought thinking
because honestly,
I’ve never met anyone like you.
Change of Address
By Delaney Marie Carter
Why is it that my deepest thoughts reside at the end of a ballpoint pen?
Unraveling cursive curses onto these horizontal crutches.
Lines bearing the weight of my heavy mind..
because you’re on my mind.
But that’s nothing new so I laugh,
chuckling at the idea of that ever changing,
because you live there.
You built a house in my head without even knowing;
laid the foundation of our friendship.
Slowly added brick after brick until that house became a
home.
Furnished it with memories
that will never be forgotten and
constructed a bed out of every
second of love we ever made.
You are the tenant I will never tire of;
the tenant that pays no rent.
Your presence has been payment enough.
And to tell you the truth, if you ever moved,
you’d take my mind with you...
Unraveling cursive curses onto these horizontal crutches.
Lines bearing the weight of my heavy mind..
because you’re on my mind.
But that’s nothing new so I laugh,
chuckling at the idea of that ever changing,
because you live there.
You built a house in my head without even knowing;
laid the foundation of our friendship.
Slowly added brick after brick until that house became a
home.
Furnished it with memories
that will never be forgotten and
constructed a bed out of every
second of love we ever made.
You are the tenant I will never tire of;
the tenant that pays no rent.
Your presence has been payment enough.
And to tell you the truth, if you ever moved,
you’d take my mind with you...
About the Author
Hi my name is Delaney Marie Carter. I am a Junior here at Cal majoring in Business with a focus in Human Resources. A fun fact about me is that I was born in the Netherlands.