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.