matt r

matt r Jul 12

do not kiss his waning cheek
,like starlight tempts        a
reckless fishhook          ,no.

kiss Me,     & lie entangled
in      diffusing light of
galaxy. it warms your neck,

(& My hand), drawing vincent's
starry night   til you are asleep
in the cradle of love's creation.

matt r Jul 12

favourite

reading the morning like
a broadsheet newspaper
,i opened a page of poetry;

'my favourite' She wrote. a
note i think She left for me.
i dropped the poem to see

how pretty You flourish Your
e's. the careful touch, not
quite a movie kiss, lighter

& grazing the page with love.
'my favourite' dogeared one
i set for You, 'the private view'.

peter bennet - the private view
*as if in a film by eric rohmer*

matt r Jul 11

sweetpea

the firstly buttered lick of
  'who do i share this with?'
i am here,boasting my yard,
& the sun is warming her
   with tenderness.

She could set my soul free.
with Her finger, tilt
back my head til i loosen
         in a solar jacuzzi.
She could warm me too.

matt r Jul 10

raze

raze the dead
flowers&grass cuttings.
the beetles walk around
all funny;owed some
new lease of life i think.

matt r Jul 9

pine

& now You are gone, as
moonlight was ever there,

& it is all so expansive.
loves swelling undercurrent.

matt r Jul 9

olive

little Magpie, dancing your rooftop
waltz. your wingtips catch my eye

,into dizzy love, & i see one
thousand two of a kinds.

this kinda reads too clunky idk im too ****** to tell.

matt r Jul 8

rockskim

you fingered the rock,"watch
this" 'd & threw it lochward.

it swam weird; no splash or
seam in the wave. how many

little things slip through her,
when she folds as she does?