some poems taste like sugar
and you should take them as
the gift they are
your skin
is like a silken map
to careful foreign lands
I would put my fingers
upon you forever
if only life were so simple
if only I could
brush those tears from
your eyelashes
kiss away
what you seem to be
so afraid of
I am here
filling up the room
the light inside me spilling outwards
cascading and splashing against the walls
pale skin glowing in the dark
limbs all flaxen and twisted around the sheets
twisted around your hair
my hands sliding over your face
in my listless mind
nothing was lost
you led us here
suddenly regretting what was behind my eyes
but I am water
I flow
and the currents pull me to you
kisses pried my lips open
hands delivered me
your breath in my ear took me back
5am comes and I am alone again
but the taste lingers like sugar
as I quietly sing myself to sleep
Thursday, July 12, 2012
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