I saw myself in you;
I left without a word.
You did not search for me;
no tears were shed.
And so it goes.
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Thursday, May 17, 2012
The Quiet Things We Never Said.
Ears pressed
against chests
echo silence.
Blurred outlines
upon moist lashes
as final sights.
Humming grows
loud with buzzing.
Nothing is said.
Nothing was ever said.
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
chaos & tranquility
As you sleep tonight
hours and lifetimes
will have separated us
again.
How many moons have I
stolen as you’ve slept?
How many moons must I pluck
to keep our footprints
at the ocean’s edge?
Oh how this night is wide—
so deep and dark,
so indifferent
to my shallow longings!
But how I feel you on this night!
Feel you with the force,
of a thousand crashing waves,
feel you with every fiber of my being!
Fibers so crazed with want,
they wind and weave
to the fit the likeness
of the noose
you find me hanging from--I will choose my own executioner!
No longer will I be hung unto you!
No longer,
No longer,
No longer.
hours and lifetimes
will have separated us
again.
How many moons have I
stolen as you’ve slept?
How many moons must I pluck
to keep our footprints
at the ocean’s edge?
Oh how this night is wide—
so deep and dark,
so indifferent
to my shallow longings!
But how I feel you on this night!
Feel you with the force,
of a thousand crashing waves,
feel you with every fiber of my being!
Fibers so crazed with want,
they wind and weave
to the fit the likeness
of the noose
you find me hanging from--I will choose my own executioner!
No longer will I be hung unto you!
No longer,
No longer,
No longer.
Mistake
I tasted the space between your lips
to savor the flavors of the past—
where fireflies lit the night
and our hearts beat like drums,
where lightning lit the sky,
and the dew kissed the grass,
where the winds stole our breath
far into the clouds
and away
our sorrows with them.
to savor the flavors of the past—
where fireflies lit the night
and our hearts beat like drums,
where lightning lit the sky,
and the dew kissed the grass,
where the winds stole our breath
far into the clouds
and away
our sorrows with them.
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