you would love me,
you say,
if you weren’t
already taken.
Category: poetry
a nostalgic love note to myself and joe, in bygone days.
remember those days?(so many millions of miles away now… ) of slow dancing to patsy clinein small-town dive bars and… Read more a nostalgic love note to myself and joe, in bygone days.
a question to ponder (with potentially life- and astrally-significant implications)
in my dreams, i feel you. your skin hot against mine, trembling in polyrhythm with my heart… you paint kisses… Read more a question to ponder (with potentially life- and astrally-significant implications)
a poem.
there are ways in which your mere existence is wildly distracting to me.
sacred communing
my mind bends with desire for you. deliciously frustrating, you are. i hate you. and i .
poetic notes that are entirely non-work-related
i sit on my porch the early summer breeze blowing over my bare shoulders… reading about [*goddess] isis and dreamily imagining… Read more poetic notes that are entirely non-work-related
everything reminds me of you.
everything i see reminds me of the way you used to slide your hand along my skin as i lay,… Read more everything reminds me of you.
i have wondered sometimes
i have wondered sometimes if this heat with you this meltingyearningaching this rush of emotion and sensation that entirely overpowers… Read more i have wondered sometimes
untitled
your love demands my existence. perhaps some days.. you forget the weariness the constant vigilance of remembering to exist.
even for you
you and me baby we speak so many thoughts we have none left for poetry is it true that good… Read more even for you