You don't need to say it all yet,tell me what you find there now.When I sharply inhale your name,fold it deep into the lungs,the heart's unique signature,until the letters are a chantgrowing far beyond itself.With skin as soft as moonlight, bones...
poem
I know it will pass by soon enough.A part of me leaves with you now,an illumination that even my lovewill never quite know the fleeing of,some glows never get to return.Even when ravaged by a familiar continual fury,your voice knew...
The night belongs to you,its spectral glows upon your framereminds me that there are pieces,fragments of you with me thatI won't be able to give back.Such pain once made us dangerous.It's become something much morethat will bind us together.And I'm...
Reverb
"From a series of sonnets"
After we are a tangle of limbs braided,our heat encased within blanketsand our still, feverish forms,I try to listen to the endless beautiful code that your heart makes.You're always trying to tell me somethingwhenever we're not using words.This live wire between...
You wore the moonlight like a secret,a closely guarded confession to bloom against your skin.I was too afraid to touch then,already not knowing how to let gobefore this dangerous rubicon of contact where our hands meet.Even then, I was alreadyclinging too jealously.But...
The song flowed through meas I once moved through you,deeper than any known note,without pride or question.It sang of something so distant,a bond I wanted to touch or torch,maybe I was just jealous,craving a tie so sacred.Maybe it just proves...
How The Inch Stole XXXmas
"The Fucks down in Fucksville..."
Every Fuck down in Fucksville liked XXXmas a lot...But the Inch, who lived just north of Fucksville, did not!The Inch hated XXXmas! The whole XXXmas season!Now, please don't ask why. No one quite knows the reason.It could be that his...
Pressed
"From a series of sonnets"
I felt much younger then,bodies so light with love that we couldalmost be torn apart by a violent wind,leaves battered in December night rain.I listened too closely to a heart pounding against my vulnerable skinto a song that has flown.An engine I...
We did it all for love....After winter's first breath exhaleslike the softest phantom pain,something brought you back to medown in the valley where no oneremembers what we have lost,no one remembers our names in slow motion corteges of bodiesand endless shimmering...
Desire is the one true language that my ravenous tongue speaks upon your bare skin with...Breathes in the scent, your need perfuming us, my tongue silent, yet circling and speaking.Circling swollen nipples slowly, a soft moan as my mouth envelopes one, the vibration...