You touch me and it's like a memorythat I have yet to make,a nostalgia I should not yet know.There was a word for this,something that encapsulated an entire history that may beimpossible to write about.I can feel it before your hand...
poem
the confluence of curves
"homage to her"
The invisible curves which describe you have neither beginning nor end.Each is different in its time and placeThey exist at the end of my fingertips as it hovers above your skinOnly the whorl of my fingertip touches at the synapse...
Cystalline eyes What simple devotion it isto keep mine so lockedin the beautiful orbs of yours.To see what once endlessly ragedfinally near a blissful calmand know this is no place to end,but the perfect place to start.And a quick flash from...
You whisper that anticipation is everything,you can sense the intensity already...I can feel your words race across my skin,like a faint but palpable wind,summer's final traces of heat,a final secret given to me.Our words are just the catalyst, elements stirring electricity,a...
Today, I decided I’m done.Twisting my hips awayFrom your once loving tongue in anguish.My words, terse over breakfastGentle nudges and sighs, won’t last.I ask it straight. Why? You’ve known meForever. My me-ness?My mind and persona, direct as a pact.Tell me!...
It's no wonder that the bowis almost shaped as a heart,or a pair of lips so tautfrom the ache in anticipation.This should be obvious by now,our skin animated from contact,a silent contract that survivespast what bodies remember.I'll touch you and...
Reaching you will unmake us,it is the end and start of our impossible divide,placing our every mistake in a clouded hourglassand hiding flaws in time's delicate folds.All of these moments have their own weightlike stones of different shapes and sizes,decorated...
I may keep this all inside where my heart can still see you.In time I will becomemore dreamlike to you,more akin to abstract faithrather than flesh and bone.Maybe I'll last longer this way.You'll miss me the same way I'll miss you,it'll...
I do not burn among the flames.Where even the slightest proximityengulfed me in the everlasting blaze,where the heat sank through to bone,the soft and delicate marrow,to the anima that drives us all...I knew of true fire elsewhere,the purest form of...
Mia Inamorato
"My one and only"
Almost a year has passedSince your path merged with mineOr mine with yoursOr maybe you pulled off to the side of the path and I caught up Or I coulda like got a flat tire or something and you were the...