Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks, Can I have running through the wo…
It feels much less like a kick in… but a slap in the face, I would say ‘fuck it’, but it wouldn’t adequately represe… that was lacked in,
‘We’re the same’, Teetering on edges of lines, I ca… And you say again ‘we are the same… Conflating words, Of an honest one,
Stumbling over words, Like a child stumbles over shoe la… Left undone. Every word I want to say, Left undone.
Despite the rips in between the se… I can’t escape my bones, I can’t fight the dreams, So I wait but, I can’t manage to speak,
The language of love flowed freely… Through the rivers of our veins, During the summer we discovered ma… And razors edges. We used the torn corners,
Whenever I’m alone, I stay smiling, Counting the stitches sewn, On 100 thread count sheets, Wishing for rain,
Tried to meditate, too many different people, are inside my head.
“You’re trapped.” He explains, My body is bare, I’m losing time, And losing air.
Last Night. Was the first night I had a thous… Perforating with tender thoughts i… Last Night. Was the the first night, in my lif…
You collect calluses, Like precious gems, Revering their form, Keeping them close, And if it wasn’t for me,
The warmth of my tea, How lovely at six a.m. Oh! The little things.
I can’t say I know, The bed where you lay, The shape, color, and patterns, That makes up your day, I can only say now,
I’m always enamored with, Short periods of time, With fantasies of, Your hand in mine.
I never thought I could crave a s… Like the one that sits across your… Distinctly scraped from the corner… Made in depths of dreams and forei… Its own presence, reflecting galax…
