I tried to explain
that the cut of your body
made me feel small and safe,
that the indents of your stomach
made me want to lick every crevice,
how you were the equal
to the image of what I always wanted,
that just looking at you
made me happy
but you were confused by my words,
so I let them fall into the rhythm of your breathe.
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Space
You've never slept there
but the other side of this bed
misses you.
but the other side of this bed
misses you.
Friday, August 17, 2012
Hey You
Hey you,
person who i think about
as i crawl into bed
and before i sleep
and when i wake up
and when i drive down the road
away from the bridge that leads to you.
Hey you,
the image of the man
who was above me
as you
smiled and i smiled.
Hey you,
the thought of raising kids
i'm not sure i want to have
and hope that i won't die alone.
Hey you.
person who i think about
as i crawl into bed
and before i sleep
and when i wake up
and when i drive down the road
away from the bridge that leads to you.
Hey you,
the image of the man
who was above me
as you
smiled and i smiled.
Hey you,
the thought of raising kids
i'm not sure i want to have
and hope that i won't die alone.
Hey you.
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Little Moments
the moment of pure potential when everything is about to happen in every way
Monday, August 13, 2012
St Thomas
the clearest image
is the moment when you smiled
while i looked through my lashes
as you pressed into me
is the moment when you smiled
while i looked through my lashes
as you pressed into me
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Contentment
It is hard for me to explain because it is all
touch and contentment and
sweet simple flavors I can't name.
A moment with your face above mine,
the catch of your breath as I suck on you,
the heaviness of your hips
on mine as you push into me,
pushing so hard that you would become part of me.
The unexpected retreat,
the question of if you should continue,
before returning to the between-world of sand falling into water.
touch and contentment and
sweet simple flavors I can't name.
A moment with your face above mine,
the catch of your breath as I suck on you,
the heaviness of your hips
on mine as you push into me,
pushing so hard that you would become part of me.
The unexpected retreat,
the question of if you should continue,
before returning to the between-world of sand falling into water.
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Red Sheets
mouth and lips
catching my breathe
as i gasp
and grasp
for words
that can't return
because of the feel of you
above me.
make me weak
and at your command,
lick the lip
you just bit
to taste you
more.
catching my breathe
as i gasp
and grasp
for words
that can't return
because of the feel of you
above me.
make me weak
and at your command,
lick the lip
you just bit
to taste you
more.
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