say love

i met a manwhose hand i held and maybei shouldn’t have say yes. say yes anyway it is more than skins can holdhis tending for my small bodylove is such a silent giant thinghe’s so blood close. week old roseswatch the floor of our clothesmy morning looks...

say sea

say seaand say it slowsay it backwards in my ear so that maybe i forget how deep in lovei fell to kneelon cold majolica tilessearching for a tiny placewhite enough like paradisetake me in say it wasn’t realsay we’ve said it alluntil the night admits the...

as if i am a dream my body has

in perpetual seas maybe i could have loved you more all those evenings i held you as if i could hold you even unkept time keeps us like souvenirs, the years i picked the tiniest pebble and stayed up late muslin rains to gather us as if i am a dream my body has from...

only ever you

say the quiet grows around me promise you know i’m still here say the slip of light is what we lacked to pin my hands on your chest for not just tonight when senses become emigrants and have stopped taking me, say the leftover waters will not empty me of you...

the god-like things

from room to room we carried each other and our ordinary gestures throughout the years, passing by the often overlooked the sometimes unremembered god-like things everything in life begins with noticing so here: i give you back the old house placed oil jars beside the...

delicate blue southern night

what sadness to finally swimtowards asphalt because that’s how blind waves become approachingthe steel breasts of summer’s end after i knowwhat pleasure isto be suspended weightlessin your armssmilingnaked as a delicate blue southern night how could i ever love anyone...
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