And, you dared

And, you dared To think you could own her, Her body, Her luscious body which you can never get enough of. Her mind, from where words endless stream, words wielded to connect with you, to weld you to her, never-ending, words you daydreamed about as you lay back spent, exhausted in her, by her. Exhausted …

Words sound hollow, stretching the silence and the distance, like long cold blades drawn out with delicious near-malice. What is left to say to pull you back? What is left to do when I am here and you are there? Even when I am there, Even when you are here, when I am in your …

A Poem About Disappointment in Two Parts

I came too soon, so She left too soon.

Violets

Green earth turned brown Turned brown before turning green Vibrant Psychedelic Green When violets red What was once sweet Turned grey Ash in my mouth Ash I spat on The brown earth The blood and heart I put in Fertilised the ground Receiving my seed my life As she once had

This

What are we? Where is this, going? Where are we? I don’t know. I don’t know if we are there yet. I don’t know where there is. I don’t know if even there is a there. I am enjoying the journey. I know This moment is real, This kiss, This shared space, This shared narrative …

Open me up, Metal on skin, Scratch by scratch, Fire on skin. Reveal me for who I am, For what I am. Sweet agony, Flows out blood, Purified, Pleasures painful. I’m paying for my sins. Am I this, this new person, With markings voluntary? Marking me as what, Special? Different? Am I still the same, …

How do I tell her that to protect her I have to hurt her ?

Today I went outside

Today, For the length Of a tree’s shadow I escaped memory’s embrace. Today, For a long moment I forgot the world Has tilted off its axis. Today, The sun could not burn me enough And I relished the sweat dripping down my back As I walked back home. Today I went outside.

Today is Gone

Today is gone. A puff of smoke in the wind. And I still hold on to the anger. My anger. I have claimed it, as much a part of me as my dreams and hopes. It does nothing for me and I hold fast to it, this cruel lover. Today is gone. Wasted.

I said, “Give me a chance to get my heart broken.” And she said, “I will bring you shipwrecks. So much death. And pain. And hope. And more death.”