I bring myself close for a study,To see you in your rawest misery.For I am merely a phantom,With hands as pure ice. You lay in bed, with a mantra of guilt,Stumbling upon remorse like your very soul.You have memory peeking from between your breasts.As you…
Like two flames That extend overhead, Above my head, Above your own, It is our pain. It is laced in the wine, from our mouths, From your kisses, drunken upon its source Being from our souls. Our sins, Without the guilt we did share, Like…
As a giant, I have stepped Over oceans, across where Women’s tears, were spilled by my presence. I have a presence Too sinister, to recognize kindness, Either upon myself Or from others. I have stepped, as I said Over oceans, Made of women’s tears. I…
I am here To recount the numbers in the ocean, The fish in the sea, And I am shallow through that, Because, I remain on the surface And do not see any deeper. Love me With your eyes, So that I may see my true…
You may As you still do Dress your face with the lotion that is so sweet. Dress your body with the oils I cannot lift you, when they surround you. But, can you dress your eyes with the morning’s dew? Dress your delicate lashes with…
Why do you cryWhen a tongue whispers its goodbye?I was only leaving for a moment,To love you in the next room. When I am in that room,Among delicate portraits and shifting windsFrom a window that bleeds in the breeze,It will be the shadows I cling…
What mirrors in your eyes! What loathsome breaths, that spill from your mouth, Like the vapor that reaches the glass Of a window. What music in your sadness, What a heart that shows no sign of gladness. You will never have love, Not with your…
Tell me, upon a stilled solace, Beneath, when the bringing moon Brings its tears Afloat, upon our arms. Tell me who you love While I weep aloud this song To the utmost rain That falls atop our cheeks. Tell me, while I cry Each bedeviled…
It is at times that I feelThat feeling has left me.It is at that time when I thinkMy sanity is leaving me. When love burstsA heart bursts.When such happens, feeling is gone,And a heart is hardened with the blood. Feeling only ever numbsWhen the light…
Form the lands to conjoin Themselves, like two hands that conjoin Themselves, like the sands that conjoin As the ocean’s bottom to the shore. Like something soft, for something solid, Like a sheath or some strip of cloth Encompassing a dagger. We laugh like Madman…
A phone call to The other end of an ocean, Has made you transpire, with the wind, And change for me, Upon when I told you, I loved you. Love cost a token, For a payphone. Love was a quarter apart From a kiss, in…
