my god, i want you
with such startling intensity
it frightens me,
to think i might have left pieces
of myself lodged in your skin
when i held you so tight
& darling,
i’m a live wire,
branding you to the core
with unashamed desire,
i have no apologies
for the way you ignite me.

never did i expect anyone
to illicit this response,
a chemical reaction coursing
from synapse to synapse,
you are infinities beyond any substance
i’ve ever tasted,
no formula able to replicate
the way it feels
with your lips pressed against
my skin.

you have laid me down
& loved me,
coaxed sounds from my throat
i didn’t know i had within me,
learned my body with an urgency
that left me breathless,
taught me not to be afraid
of your eyes upon me
undone.

&
oh, my love,
my love,
my
love.

All those feelings you read about
have hit me all at once
and I feel emotionally, mentally and physically drained.

Being home helps some, but does not
fill the void left in my heart
or the loneliness when I walk in the door.

Tears flow without reason, smiles are hard to come by,
and love will be lost for what I am sure will feel like eternity.

I have never been a perfect lover,
way too many faults
but I have always tried to be the best I could be
I am afraid my well is dry.

I am broken, and there is no quick fix to mend my heart.

i see you in the silence
and the blanks of
mind. crazy how violence
says more about love
and its power. the contrast
is fading unlike your
eyebrows, and the last
drop of sanity hits the floor.
thoughts of you as
your actual presence,
because your absence has
finished its evanescence.

The rain is so beautiful
Not in the way it looks
But in the way it loves
The droplets wait all day and night
Until they are ready to fall
Towards their love -- the ground
They spend their last moments
Caressed upon the grass
Giving it its life and beauty
They sacrifice themselves for them
You remind me of the rain

It Girl,
Pierced **** girl,
****** as a jaywalking crow
With bluebottles for eyes.
I can see your billion goosebumps,
Your skin dragging at
Your perfume.
You’re not beautiful,
But girl -
You
Are
It.