To be your sledgehammer, knocking away the debris from around your heart, your mind, and your spirit. Might need a shovel too, digging up all the broken earth that has been compacted over the best parts of yourself, the parts you want to show me but have not seen daylight for many years.
Trouble always finds you, at least that’s what you told me on our first date. I didn’t believe you then, but it’s been a helluva ride since. Maybe we can get in trouble together? That is, if you agree to wear this ring… So how about it, troublemaker?
I know there are secrets kept from my eyes inside your mind. An impermeable membrane between me and you, the Mariannes Trench, where all the pieces to the puzzle that is you are kept. But the key to this vault is lost or simply misplaced, as far as you have shown me. It’s a futile … Continue reading Secret Garden – A Poem
There are moments when I feel her lips brush against mine, even though it’s been years since I we kissed last. A phantom, a specter, risen from the graves, unbidden but not unwelcome. It lingers against my mouth, this memory of a moment of pleasure, like the soothing after taste of a cold drink when … Continue reading A second I almost forget – A Poem
From BBCGoodFood There’s only what we do after dark in the last hours before sunrise in your eyes wakes me. Slumber falls away like scuba weights on the rise up from the depths but there’s still some juice on my lips from earlier but you don’t mind. You kiss me deeply, sucking on my tongue … Continue reading Two Big Bites – A Poem