him
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learning the blues
I plucked one of your roses needle pricking my skin crimson just as red as those petals You told me It’s not time yet I wait for spring to come almost as much as you crave winter It’s in those moments that your heart grows warmer icicles latched to your skin…
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Barb-Wired Oracle
Don’t speak You would have thought he had barbed wire in his words- metallic lead in his throat. He could mutter words in a way to curse you, absolutely break you darling. You’re always speaking Your words shoot venom Keep them to yourself- Be a good girl You were so…
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serendipities
I can still picture the way those eyes ran through me, penetrating my soul. The warmth of his hand searing onto my cheek. I never felt more alive than in that spare moment. A flash of serendipity that casted me into nirvana for a split second; the only thing cocooning me in was that…
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I Fancied You’d Return….
I thought– maybe if I don’t talk to you, then I won’t remember you. The silence told me to erase you, burn you, throw out every item I’ve owned that could remind me of you. But all it did was make me think of you more. I told myself– don’t go there, don’t…
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playing with fire
If I look at the sun too long will he blind me? patronize me? Or will he blush? I reckon that those rays would burn me alive make me feel alive
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burnt offerings
You told me you were leaving I watched you pace that empty house It was more of a vessel A receptacle It held nothing but twisted limbs and foreboding bodies I had lost myself in that house I have no idea who I am But you two …
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imprint
I don’t think he ever knew what love meant. He could never even fathom it; taste it, touch it. That mundane little soul never knew what it was. Although, he could say it. I would watch him open his mouth, tears forming in my eyes at the beauty of that singular meaning on his…
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Ensnared in You
You leave me breathless a mess two sets of breathes bounds totally boundless You leave me perplexed
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captured-
You leave me miserable darling you have me grappling for air running ragged across floors I would have hoped to not feel to not love these tears that anger me Lord knows you could have loved anything if you it meant giving nothing You hurt me your words, they wound…
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Nights Like This
I often looked to the moon for answers I would cry for her sing to her fall in love with her much like that luminous sphere did She would comfort me on nights like this when she was sitting low and my hopes were high Those craters would spell out…
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The Weapon of Tongues
He tasted of red hot spice what Ares was made up of a touch of malice yet soft centered devotion Crimson petals curled along his lashes spewed something cynical like he was untouchable I could feel him throughout all seasons count my fever off with heat induced licks of his tongue…
Éloa 