Dear friend of my heart, as seasons pass me by I come to understand how poems which are so deeply… Read more sometimes, a soft brush of longing
Tag: desire
that one time it rained…
laughing in the rain, our skin glows, and the laughter glows, and the puddles only this afternoon there were none… Read more that one time it rained…
Desire my Darling
I don’t understand this place. The madness softly subsides… what am I left feeling instead… abandonment. It is as… Read more Desire my Darling
It’s Cold; Song of Desire
a string taut enough to spurt that note which rings in the hollows of our hearts, but only too slack… Read more It’s Cold; Song of Desire
My Heavy Heavy Friend
Where would you find me, if not lying curled up and small beside the book of your wild poetry… night… Read more My Heavy Heavy Friend
Crumbling
I stagger towards the pull, overestimating desire in geometry. I stagger sideways, ear first… it is my hearing that has… Read more Crumbling
Looking upwards
I quite like looking upwards. Naked earth under my feet, mouth open, eyes resting in the invisible shade of a… Read more Looking upwards
Desiring Desire
Place your hand upon my brow and feel how I burn with fever. Soft, cold, rough, old… it does not… Read more Desiring Desire
Come the Midnight Hour
Some nights are colored By somewhat ancient desires Some are colored by recent desires Many are colored by indecent desires… Read more Come the Midnight Hour
