Tag Archives: poems
That kind of love
She sleeps next to me, not a comma but a semi colon; she is an abrupt pause in the bed, leading me to stop when I wake, to regard her for long moments, lost, lingering in the warm scent of … Continue reading
How Sharp It Felt
This one lover of mine, we talked the other night, while he laid in bed, after finally turning off the laptop. He sent me pictures of his face as he laid in shadow, his features illuminated by the cold white … Continue reading
Deep Questions
Who will I cry to when you’re gone away, when you’re gone away to where you think you belong, when you’re with your tribe, when you find the people who will never betray you, never lie to you, never tell … Continue reading
August Third – Remnants of a Hot Day
Your cock aches to fit into me. You hold it in your fist; make me take it. I tell you all about how much I loved it, all about our last visit, all about our last bit of play, on … Continue reading