Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Game

Give me something to contemplate,
Make me feel alive.

I question it all, but
Sometimes feel dead inside.

This game we call life
Seems to have no rules

Should I veer off the path?
Should I take it in stride?
For now I wear the mask society ascribed.


Time doesn't matter and
the Earth
Stops
When I am with you.

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Linger

I can smell you on my pillowcase
I can still taste you on my lips
You're tugging on my heartstrings
And I still yearn for your kiss

Expiration Date

Somewhere between just having fun and falling in love
You knew.

We could never and would never
Last.

One year,
Four weeks,
Three days,
Tomorrow.

Our expiration date was inevitable,
Not foreseeable.

Can I Forget?

How will I know that you loved me?
How will I know that I loved you?
Will I remember how happy I was with you?
Can I forget?

My heart hurts.
My stomach twists.
My eyes burn.

Whiskey dulls the acute and pointed pain you so masterfully inflicted.
You didn't mean to.
You couldn't help it.

When did this happen?
How did this happen?
Why did this happen?
Can I forget?



Saturday, December 1, 2012

I am in a constant state of
f
 a
  l
   l
    i
     n
      g
apart.


Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Fall Nights

The susserations are whispering secrets
To me.
They speak of love lost
Of love found
Of love that lasts for centuries
Love that can last through the
Bitter winter.
On these fall nights
The wind howls.
The trees sway.
And I fall deeper.

Thursday, September 13, 2012

Wake

I cannot remember falling asleep,
All I know is I woke up.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

The Standoff

Claw marks are battle wounds and kisses
are yellow cards.
Matches become draws;
Somehow we both win.
The commitment war has been underway for quite some time, and
We are at a standstill, 
Continuing these physical charges against (and with) 
One another.

Neither of us is willing to make the first move,
That matters.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Synchronized

The warmth of your body
Pressed tight, against mine

Hands stroking, petting
Fingers skating, lacing

Lips on lips
Skin on skin
Pulse to pulse

In sync.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Vibrations

Pulsing and pounding and buzzing
In my head, in my hands, in my toes.

Saturday, September 1, 2012

In the Moonlight

A half illuminated sky and the promise of something new;
I cannot stop thinking about you.


Wednesday, August 29, 2012

A Spark, A Flicker, A Fizzle

Our eyes met for the first time with intensity and eager gazes;
There was heat.
There was passion.

The days together turned into weeks, and those months.
Our eyes would meet,
They would remember that spark.
And then,
They didn't.

The light I once saw behind your blue eyes seemed to dim.
The light in my hazel eyes flickered.
I assume.
No.
Know.

We fizzled out,
Slowly at first,
And then,
All at once.

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Friday, August 10, 2012

Words to Love (August 10, 2012)

EN.TER.PRISE
A project or undertaking, typically one that is difficult or requires effort

The Game

Truth or dare.
Jump in, let go.
Should we just continue this game and lie to ourselves?
You're cunning and conning me
Into skirting and flirting around the issue.
Win, lose, or draw
I need an outcome.

Monday, August 6, 2012

Words to Love (August 6, 2012)

OM.I.NOUS:

Giving the impression that something bad is going to happen;
Being or exhibiting an omen;
Threatening;
Menacing

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Can We - Can I - decide?


Leave, stay.
Commit.
Abandon.
Can we?
This time we waste with
“I don’t know’s”
and
“I’m not sure’s”
is crippling.
Waiting.
Decisions are hard to make.
But can you leave me?
Would you?
Could I?
Questions.
Questions.
Questions.
Answers?
We wait.

Leave.
Wait.
Stay.
Can you?
Definitions. Labels. Commitments.
Can I decide?
Would I decide?
Feelings? Who knows?
Questions.
Questions.
Questions.
Answers?

Saturday, August 4, 2012

Lead to More


Tongues dancing in heated mouths with fire and burning and yearning.
Arms, hands, and fingers perform the ready task of yanking, caressing, and holding.
Moaning.
Soft. Short. Breaths.
Struggling to catch air, but eager for more.
A touch, a kiss, an impromptu, unplanned encounter.

No prior intent, no plan, no premeditations.
Falling victim to corporeal desire, after years of suppression.
One night. One kiss.
Lead to more.
Feelings? No.
Feelings are for the weak-willed, I say. You agree.

We fall
into this effortless groove of physicality. It feels right. It feels good.
Like we’ve been doing this for years. Hardly.
Platonic relationship: witty banter, coffees, lunches, no more.
Talking. Always talking. At a distance, with a table, a chair, a bed, space

Between us.

One night. One kiss. No feelings?
Lead to more.

Friday, August 3, 2012

Numb


Numb
So I won’t feel, the heat of the tears on my cheeks
Numb
So my ears will stop. Burning.
Numb
In my fingertips. In my heart. In my toes so
Numb
So I won’t feel, the pounding, in my chest
Numb
So my brain will freeze
Numb
So I won’t feel the void; when you leave, I’m
Numb
I just want to be
So
Numb