I Miss You Crazy

"Do you ever miss me too?"

Do you ever miss me while you're busy with your life? Do you wonder if I miss you?I do andMy Heart Breaks. Do you ever need me in the middle of the night when you can't sleep? I'd hold you, stroke your hair until you closed your...

I'll keep your touch like a secretsewn just beneath the skin,so when you run away, I don't have to be quite ready to go let you go.And I wish it could be sweeter,the taste of your kiss and breathing you...

Whatever you are, however I flicker in you, passions shivering down to the barest root.The same animal broke us from each other, one you've promised may come to help us move openly together, fold into one forever.Raw joy streamed through our entirety, gooselfesh resting still to...

Wisteria petals lately drifting down, The past renews, the city draws me backTo haunts, remembrance, loving aches resolved,And yet she still invades my fretful thoughts,A laugh that echoes off the stuccoed wallsTo fall among the steps we left behind.Tripping cobbled streets...

Gazing Hell

"To gaze upon hell as your deliverance."

Heaven was sold as a beautiful place; filled with the golden light serene. I travelled there with the fullness of grace; ready for places I was yet to have seen.Heaven was there as a shining testament;to all I had done and all I...

There’s something about your face That makes me want to laugh  In a kind of mean-spirited way--  Maybe the freckles half-obscuring your skin  Or the fluffy uni-brow  Perhaps also the distinct crook in your nose  They make me want to giggle...

We seemed to be words and skin, just seeking passage,some part of you may never return to me.It could have been no other way,our roaring need,this incandescent edge.Something opens in youwhen longing grips,clenches around so tight,I can only answer the...

She who?

"It never fails..."

Why does it always have to beThat other she instead of me?Or anyone reallyWhy's it gotta be she She is not niceShe is not mean She is the pastOur future is unseenShe's not your Queen. You take the blameAt every...

I was her first, my lion-headed girl.In the movies when we were youngher skin was forever flesh and her hair a summer gold before we went away.But we stayed in the dark, untouched,and we parted, unspeaking. The second, in college, in the spring at...