Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Their souls had entered one another and danced for a while. She was all giggles and sultry. What had happened in the end was enough to make her lungs jump for air and then collapse into tears. She lay on his chest, the wetness from her eyes- this time- trickling into her own mouth.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

“Why do I love” You, sir?
Because-
The Wind does not require the Grass
To Answer, Wherefore when He pass
She cannot keep Her place.
The sunrise, Sir- compelleth me-
Because He’s sunrise- and I see
Therefore- Then-
I love thee.
- emily dickinson
When he got out of the shower this afternoon he felt a drop of water fall from his hair and trickle down his spine and small of the back. He imagined it was her fingers and wished he would have put his mouth on hers last night in the rain storm.

Monday, April 28, 2008

She sat on the cement, knees trembling as she felt the anticipation run between her hips and the length of her legs. Her toes were coming. She is licking her bottom lip- remembering him there. His smell, she swears, is still on the shoulder of her shirt.
every month about this time, the smell of metal on my fingertips; it's comforting to be surrounded by cycles.

Sunday, April 27, 2008

You and I are linked; you are a part of my fate.

Friday, April 25, 2008

buttons!


he told me today, when a woman cuts her hair-she's found the great love of her life.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

open it for me.
they've suppressed the sqaure root of 2.

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Kiss me, please. Put your mouth on the back of my neck at the newly cut hairline or at the top of my shoulder where the collar bone cries to be noticed.

Monday, April 21, 2008

I sniffed the corner of your eyelid, the place where your laughing meets your eyes, like almonds.
We are whole beings by the way of distance from each other.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

i once fell in love with you just because the sky turned from grey to blue.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

I have begun listening to the teachings my blood whispers to me. ----hermann hesse

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

cinquain.

Hot sun
Baking the black
Shirt right off my brown skin
This is what it felt like to lay
Beside you

Monday, April 14, 2008

she stepped into the road, her blonding body crushed by the rubber of four rotating circles. shake yourself awake from this dream.

Saturday, April 12, 2008

I met your eyes and mind a long time ago. I've seen you before, exposed, felt your hands on my thighs, almost crushed under the weight of your skin. I know your soul intimately, the way it sneaks through the lives and bodies of others. This will happen until my heart becomes a shrivelled piece of midnight charcoal. You'll have to burn it to release myself from you.

Friday, April 11, 2008

circling, circling and then gone but the sensation stays longer.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

last night i dreamt i gave birth to a baby who could speak in full sentences.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

you have pierced my waking life, my subconscious heart and her betrayed mind.

Sunday, April 6, 2008

I open my eyes but see nothing; they only look only to your heart.

Thursday, April 3, 2008

I am thinking of you now.

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

i watch her now and realize that this is the way she will look dead in her coffin, her body surrounded by statin pillows and flowers, the corners of her mouth falling downward, the skin of her face, pulled by gravity. i will be here when she takes her last breath. i hope that she sees something comforting. warm colors, wheat fields, her lovers.

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

if but only my lips could touch the tea cup your lips just left- a contented woman with love of Romantic poets, her heart will explode if their bodies never meet. Its of the hands that cannot bear any longer and must feel. There will be a meeting of fools.
You are the reason I fall asleep at night to dream of placing my body next to yours. Your eyes look to another for peace.