trace my fingers
over the bank of your ribs,
body carved open
along the green of the grass,
teeth smiling white
against the blue of the sky.
i need to swallow you down
this summer, your breath
hot in my ear, your hands
trailing down the length of my back
as i let myself fall open
into you, eyes wild,
skin burning
as we trace these moments
around the lake.
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Saturday, 11 August 2012
Tuesday, 12 June 2012
Catching Me
06/12/12
I am not asking for anything,
not the weight of your hand
in mine, the trace
of your breath along the back of my neck
or even your smile.
Because I am content
with how it is,
this distance, the searching glances
from the corners of my eyes,
your name not even mentioned
as I run my pen along the paper,
afraid as if I could jinx myself.
I'm scared to lean against you
because I want to, need
to fall
and I can't ask you the burden
of catching me.
I am not asking for anything,
not the weight of your hand
in mine, the trace
of your breath along the back of my neck
or even your smile.
Because I am content
with how it is,
this distance, the searching glances
from the corners of my eyes,
your name not even mentioned
as I run my pen along the paper,
afraid as if I could jinx myself.
I'm scared to lean against you
because I want to, need
to fall
and I can't ask you the burden
of catching me.
Saturday, 9 June 2012
May 23, 2012
I already knew how
this would end,
the rasp of your voice
as we talk in quiet whispers,
spinning memories and confessions
of love, my hands gripped
tightly in yours,
tears forming as I whisper
I love you again and again
until the echo of your breath
fades away softly into the night air
as I let go of you
for the final time.
this would end,
the rasp of your voice
as we talk in quiet whispers,
spinning memories and confessions
of love, my hands gripped
tightly in yours,
tears forming as I whisper
I love you again and again
until the echo of your breath
fades away softly into the night air
as I let go of you
for the final time.
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Wednesday, 16 May 2012
together
05/16/12
hold through this feeling,
the beat of your hands
upon my chest, the trace
of your breath trailing up
the back of my neck, the kiss
of your lips but a shadow against mine
as my heart slowly shatters
and falls away,
layer by layer until i'm left alone
with nothing but this emptiness
to console me.
i can't ask for you to hold me
together.
hold through this feeling,
the beat of your hands
upon my chest, the trace
of your breath trailing up
the back of my neck, the kiss
of your lips but a shadow against mine
as my heart slowly shatters
and falls away,
layer by layer until i'm left alone
with nothing but this emptiness
to console me.
i can't ask for you to hold me
together.
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