let me be a while yet as if i’ve unforgotten to stay voices like hands, solid as if we’ve remembered how to touch winter, once when even ice curls around the rocking hearts and the wild, plunging us deeper into deeper souls twin like our childhood diaries remembering...
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...
what sadness to finally swim towards asphalt because that’s how blind waves become approaching the steel breasts of summer’s end after i know what pleasure is to be suspended weightless in your arms smiling naked as a delicate blue southern night how could i ever love...
“Two lovers float entwined in one another, ensnared by their emotion. He envelops and engages; she resists and surrenders. They struggle as one with equal passion and with passion equally. She balances his head in her arms. She supports him and nurtures his...
