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vanilla
vanilla ice cream melts between my fingers; sweetness meets your eyes, before red seeped through your clothes, before the world demanded your hands calloused; my white socks freshly laundered still remembers the sun beating over our beating hearts, sandstorm gritting between our teeth,
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next sunset
you taught me silence in love; loneliness knits itself like a cloak of warmth; every time the wind blows too hard, i have laced my cold hands around the flame, i am sorry, there is nothing to me but the will to cup my hands around the one thing that’s ever mattered to me like…
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fins for legs
i swam in your depths, languid and free, everything sweet and pearlescent, eternity sings here like a birthright; i have found myself in your waters, but i must walk the land, inhale fire to release you, give me fins for legs; come with me, don’t breath—dive!
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pearls
don’t wait too long, the tides are high in a full moon, she is pulling; your presence pulls the skirts of the sea, and her ankles tinkle with pearls for you to kiss, it lasts for a day; hurry, love, the curtains will come down soon, it’s not enough, it will never be enough,
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horizon recedes
the horizon recedes, there is eternity in the palm of my left hand, and an open red bloom in the other; love, i can see everything stretching from this point, there is no end in sight, no beginning, it is as if this has always been, i cannot stop the rivers flow, it bleeds as…
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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,
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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,
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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…
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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,
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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,
