I was searching inside you, trying to quell your rage,we cannot take these fevers back,even though your naked skin canso easily pull away from mine,something inseparable mergedAnd surged within that first touch, all else becomes listless without your presence relentlessly...
poem
A Love Rekindled
"A poem dedicated to someone special"
You are like a songbird, chirping its song in the morning sun.I heard your call, and it lead me to you.You broke down the barriers,Smashed the wall that surrounded my broken heart.A heart surrounded in a wall of ice by...
The Valley Note Revisited
"A continuation of a recent one"
Someone asked me to tellthe rest of this story,I can only give away the segments that remain.Some were scribbled overtoo many times with bleeding ink,some may have been burnedwithout me one autumn evening.I know that some of them flew offinto...
You once noted that there arehints of a dark side gleaming in me, that there is love in each touch, but they are choreographed with caution. As if restraint must battle instinct, keeping something so quietly caged. And I see...
Don't teach me any of this cartography yet,the chart is already yielding in quiet splendor,with prolonged subtle ques of consent and I want to remain lost inside you.You've reeled me from the edgeof where I almost forgot all language,this tongue,...
I only want the winter's cold to wrap around my every step, tonight is a mirror of when you and I first met. Stars blanketing the infinite above, each glowing point illuminated the way to find you again, some still...
Moonlight on your skinreminds me of the coast,a Santa Monica winter where I grew up,the ocean sprawled Into those eyes edged with sunset flecks,that coastal shimmerghostly and beautiful.You took the stars, made them your eyeswhen the sun fled,I wonder if...
It's different for you,wanted just as you are,believed just as you are,but would never once let me be set in stone.You'd rather examine from a place of cold calculation,cutting into the angles you thought went unexamined,even when such surgical perceptionbecame...
You know exactly what I mean, that sweet slow slide, the most intimate breachof human contact and need. Skin to skin as we were meant to be. We've given our hearts, we've given our minds, there's still more to discover...
Your presence quelled what seemed to be an unstoppable storm last night, it's one of the many things you should know that I haven't thanked you enough for. I don't know where to even begin other than to tell you...