Tag Archives: poems
On The First Night
The rituals of our love have grown tiresome — you wake me every day with a kiss, and put me to bed every night with the same lullabye. You bite into my heart every day as though it will never … Continue reading
Its Broken Tattoo
If I had known that you would be so cold, I would not have held the door for Death. I would not have invited Him in and asked you to meet him. If I had known your radiance would turn … Continue reading
You Are Distant
I remember you, hot feverskin against cold shiversnow. I remember you, iceblond and magnificient, and you would hold ice cubes in your mouth before you put your tongue against me, and laugh around me as I shook, as I writhed, … Continue reading
Some Moments
Some moments we wake up filled with a glory we must share. Some moments, we hide away our every thought, in fear and pain. Some moments, we settle further into slots we’ve worn, grooves we’ve made of patterns we should … Continue reading
With Apologies to Crane, et al
I am not always reminded of you (in truth, less than you might imagine, but more than I like, still) but when I am, I find myself overwhelmed with remembering you as older than I am now, rather than older … Continue reading