Unshaven, UnkemptIn a plain white undershirtLost in a spreadsheet of manipulation and liesStrategizing to find a battleship that’s probably sailing around the grid instead of following the rules.And my heart still leaps and steals my voice at the first sight of you. Left smiling like an idiot child, dumb and mindless.
If I wanted to trap youI’d build a web of lies. If I wanted to control youI’d keep you hynoptized: If I wanted you to chase me,I’d run serpentine. I just want to love you,And know that you are mine. You know the steps to every danceA woman could use to lure you in, And…
Teach me to dance.You know all the stepsThe approach, the embraceAll the romance The patterns so easyAnd often repeatedBut I’ve never done thisIt feels quite queasy
There’s a certain feelingIn some places…That Paris happened and you missed it for not being born early enough in the century.That London is just around the corner in an alleyway, but not this one you’ve found.That Vienna is in a courtyardwith a sinfonietta debuting a piece you’llNever hear, in a place you’ll never be invited…
There’s another needLike hunger or thirstI thought it was lustWanting, I mustFind a way to satisfyDesire and delightWaiting in dreamsFor youTo believeI’m walkingIn the light. It isn’t lustAnd needs no climaxTo be satisfiedOnly a drop of beautyFrom your tongueTo smile moreAnd runFor yearsOn just a minuteOf your time. “I loved your wordsToday” It makes my…
A time machine to who I wasBefore any damage doneWith hope and promised livesEverything waiting to be won. I sleep with dreams of futures pastJoy stands sentry at every turnAnd you are there to point the wayGuiderails for the most dangerous curve. Your voice casts the spell on us bothPulling and pushing to the deepest…
The magical hour when the world gets quietAnd thoughtful With no distractionsA mind can wanderFrom real to fantasyThere and back again When Dreams take holdAnd grow like ivyOn a garden wall Or evaporateLike a sprinkler’s mistOn a hot summer dayWhen the grass is dry
Flames of angerInstead of passionSweat from yogaInstead of sexAlone in bedInstead of tangled
When I first see youI babble like a creekWith drops of wordsFinding their waythrough a crevicein my mind.A mind consumedWith your smileFrom the momentI see you. Once my wordsfind their way,They dig a ravineThat allows each and everyThought in my headTo tumble out unexaminedUnprescripted, unable to sayWhat’s on my mindConsumed with your smileFrom the momentI…
As a person who believesThat she seespossibilitiesAt every turnAnd every burnedDestruction of what wasIs always seenAs what could be,I relish theMagnifying glassThat expands my mindWhen I see the worldthrough your eyesAnd I realizemy limited binaryCan become infinity.