orchid
it’s my sad wonder:
how lips are disheartening,
especially yours.
unconditional
your voice warms my bones,
our hearts feel as though in sync,
when we laugh the same.
february 1, 2010
you are the sly ghost
who cuddles with me at night
during lonely times
november 24, 2009
resistance from me
i feel your grip tightening
somehow i allow
november 23, 2009
crickets chirp softly
the subtle buzz in your ears
louder than you think
november 16, 2009
“our lips are petals,”
overrated nothings,
i’ve been done with you.
~
when you look at me,
knees crinkle like branches,
i crash into twigs.
~
dewdrops on my skin,
and somehow you always win,
but i won’t let you.
