We embrace unseen tonight,shadows that refuse to know this hunger without piercing,without being stretched from within.Do not mention the voices nearby or the way your muffled gasp may travel through the cool air,graze an ear like warm dewy mist.My own...
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Not yet, your voice fluttered, look closer...Our lips shuddered with promise,anticipation's ephemeral stillnessgripped all else inside the dream.I'm not usually swept into immediacybut I was already dreaming in a fieldof fragrant orange and yellow flowers,of crimson locks glowing in the...
Your voice races over me, eyes seal shut as you become more than skin, a narrow, pure universe, all possessive chords. The initial timbre can easily melt, liquify and reshape meinto smooth limbs lain still, movement tuned to only you....
It's easier to tell this through a story,than to ever say it happened to me...Because as he steered through fog to his house,remembering the quiet as she first touched the buttons slowly coaxed from her blouse, names whispered as their...
You took my hand softly at first, a partner in this cautious dance, spun through the unknown, gliding along, with, and through me. Just hold on tightly. Just listen to what my body will whisper to only you. How your...
And if you said come with you to the moon, I built it right this time, our starbound vessel. Speech would flee, rainbows would burst and smear the dull canvas I have slowly become. I'd start remembering things, wedding rings...
While you take whatever time you need, I learn how a name can crack and warm the heart in equally unquantifiable measures, and I try to make pages that will cut deeper the more ink pours out what my tongue...
I'm on the cusp of whatever you really are, the truest center, the barest particle. I've been close before, but never like this, where all my secrets are yours and each one disrobes me, leaves me naked beyond clothes just...
I see your name and face in everything, diagrams, architecture, uncharted oceans, candlelit shapes and the mysterious ionosphere, recesses that only dim in your absence. Where latitude and longitude split, where you once noted these fevers, no heat has yet...
As the year turns overand some things are put to rest, I made a list just for you. You always did love the things that were just ours to hold,beautiful vignettes that lit your eyes, dark scenes that clipped your...