Tag: original prose

embrace me
entangle me
in your limbs
make me feel like
each one
will never
let me go

crush me
crush me
crush me

crush me

so I cannot breath
crush me
take my breath away
crush me
in a lethal embrace
crush me
that I will fold
into time and space
I will become
a black hole.
you will drift
just out of
my event horizon

the ferry comes
the ferry goes
my head sinks low
she never shows

the fingers of winter
touch many things
and with it’s touch
it often brings
a darkness that
seems to cover
my soul

I seek
your gentle touch
that it would warm me

I recall
the time
I explored
your body,
running my fingers
oh so lightly
over every inch
of you.
softly touching,
tenderly touching,
stopping only
to allow my
senses
to absorb
the wonder
that was
you.
Then, I would
fall, so softly
in your arms,
as a shadow
on virgin
snow.

strength in numbers
a flawed bit of thinking
when you are aware
that the lifeboat is sinking

I will lie in your shadow,
bask in the things
the sun would not touch

as only I
understand
how precious your hidden
beauty is

and how fragile
your heart can be.

save your smile
for me.

It lingers in forests deep,
where the machinations of man
are but
a distant memory.

It sleeps in peaceful dreams,
for it is one
with the earth.
There is no discord here,
only the seasons
which pass, as
artists of the landscape.
Each with a fresh
and vibrant palette
to work it’s temporary
masterpiece.
Here, bejeweled
in the season of ice
awaiting no one
to see it glisten
in moonlight’s glow.

wish u were here
so I could give u a hug

we’d smile
a while

then we would shrug
and say

what the fuck

dontcha think?