Enjoy a new poem by Vanessa Matic.
Find her previous work here and read her new poem ‘Below Your Head’ below.

BELOW YOUR HEAD

They said you’ve dreamed about me, you were broken with tomorrow.
A touch of now, a touch of sorrow that shines like a melody an echo of
the soul. Tenderly we fall as gentle as the tides, as wild as their lies fold
swimming faster toward me. I wait to hold you, cross the story over if we
were a mere dream. Then we were meant to be wild as the ocean inside
of me; A touch of tragedy, destined to deceive. It was still as pure as a
white dove out of his beautiful hair. I stole to always hold you. Love is a
drowning ocean waving over your light eyes passing colors and fingers
that shred the ripples and their pure hue colors of blue and green drive me
alive let loose a shiver to my spine. A deep dive to die, a perfect broken sky.
If I had one wish it would be us. We would be alone again the devil would go
back to the land of the dead. Over the flame of our kiss, a suckle magnolia
wet blossom bliss, without a name I am taken. Lying in the sun waiting for
my one. A rosy heat, a drink of sunshine, you were willing to be given; You
were already mine. Without the answer just the innermost blue to red
between the purple, below below your head.

Poetry by Vanessa Matic.

”The intensity beneath our virtue, the volume of all illusive color and emotion. I long for the ultimate seduction it is but a brief kiss tranquilly dancing within us to ignite. Beauty and perfection are minor illusions set fallen on disguises that misshapen and destruct and linger all the different to another’s eye to another’s mind. I live loudly I will not trample the hearts murmur to the wilderness it possesses as it is knowing that nothing is forever and everything is allowed. I immerse myself in infinite intensity and the volume raises high and low, low and high.” – VM