• gravel

    like these gravel by the side of the street, sharp and edged, so many; nothing special, but just one yearns to be found by you; your hands that once held truth in each tremble, hands that outshined any sun in the sky; let me bow to it,

  • an apple

    the sea parts, and there she sits; stone-still, folded in prayer, never realized–too beautiful–completely and wholly untouched, ah–what a birth, mother, i wonder if she will ever awaken, i have no warmth to feed her yet, but love, here is an apple,

  • two beats

    you carved through, chest to stomach like a carcass to be devoured; your emptiness knows no end, and it has reshaped me stranger to myself; my throat aches to scream stuck mid-frozen, love, it takes all of me to sustain two beats; rip my neck open, these cords cry to be sung, i can’t get…

  • unrelenting

    a million ripples in the rain, more, water slips through my fingers; i cannot believe that i had thought to control the tides; each drop had inflated, conflated, quivered through and i had the audacity to say that this feeble, limp shade stuck on a stick could have ever saved me from your unrelenting touch,

  • sunbeams dream

    you are melting on my lips like the first kiss of snow; i can feel the edges thaw, melting in your warmness; i had thought some things are left for myths and faraway constellations, but, here, in your eyes, the water sparkles and sunbeams dream,

  • skin and sinew

    love, i wanted to close the rip in the seams, stitching over and over, quicker—lips and fingers bleeding; but you weren’t asking for repair, the strings cling the edge of the cliff, everything demands complete unraveling, ripped through; skin and sinew lay bare, bones, and beating heart,

  • rows of roses

    love, i am tired, i have labored in your fields, tilled and seeded, rows upon rows of roses, i have played upon each row like a music note, twirled and twisted until i could no more, love, it’s exhausting, i had always thought for you all movements is real, but, you wish for a single…

  • a violet

    maybe it will be drowned in all the noise around us just like we forget to look for the moon on some days, but, if you do look up…it’s always there; love, don’t feel lonely, there is a constancy that i cannot describe; i haven’t learnt to come forth from it yet; i hope i…

  • sole sinks

    i find myself walking soft in your presence, my sole sinks like kisses and my eyes seem to touch without touching; love, i shall never speak again, the winds love free, every blade of grass twisting and sunbursts on water is so sweet; i am melting, gravity is my pull, i cannot stop the trembling…

  • blue butterfly

    i had asked for you, love, like a child’s dream, a fairytale on the wings of a blue butterfly, i had asked for you, in those dreamy dust motes over my math notebook; i had asked for you through every breath taken, every tear shed, every inflicted pain; i had asked for you, and in…