"a poem or shall I say psalm on how I imagine gods take care of their morning boners"
A stray tulip in a meadow near a river framed by smooth, gray stones, Like a path made of waterPetals blush-bright open up and out - toward the sun… like flirting with the lightApollo, his curiosity, and his grace, as gentle...
"Love at first light"
We leave the kitchen a messof spilt milk, crumbled bread crust, and honeydripping from a forgotten jar.Breakfast is on crumpled sheetsclenched between tight fingersand crushed under the weight of two.Your heavy breath whispered betweenhard kisses sinks beneath my skinand warms...
"What risks do we take when we become vulnerable and offer ourselves to someone?"
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.I see the cold, pale moonlightSpear through the windowOnto the damp-cold wood of the hallway.It stabs viciously,A burning ache of hungerFor my misery to...