Existential Right of a Cliche
Your eyes, a moon-soaked shard of heaven, your face, luciform lilt of sea; I scarcely breathe, lying with you, love, now, my heart so jammed with awe; crammed with the varied parts of you;...
Tagged: Love
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Love Poems There is a face I love. A skin I crave to press against. Eyes I never refuse. Ears perked and stretched at my wrestling cries. Hands I must handle. Legs that...
Sometimes, You and I
Sometimes, in the rainy days of autumn the wind whistles your name underneath the umbrella of my thoughts. You stick to my mind like a wet leaf on damp earth brought by cold and...
Not a Sonnet
Take me to the place where promises go to die I think my heart is waiting there for you Holding out its remainders and saying, “Whatever’s left is yours, if you want it” It’s...
A Marigold May Wonder
Cherish to weep A wish to die To know Pain I lay in the Sun but I am not the Sun I feel the warmth The sky is clear I feel the sadness but...
The Things We Blame
It was the cold the freezing cold my ears were shut I have to tell you something Then it was the sun the freaking sun I couldn’t see I have to show you something...
Delirious with Love
We are free My unconditional Does not require my obedience I obey no one Completely fulfilled The rain is fragrant While my fires are burning And I am consumed Never am I not Soul...
Phantom (Reprise)
There’s that old feeling again! Never, ever will chronicled pain be trumped by held hands so keep wishing slammed doors, rings flung back in the faces of the time when tears matched the semi-precious...
Why Do Characters in Erotic Novels Never Have Tea Breaks?
As I press the switch the light illuminates the darkness like a seedy Soho massage parlour. I stand in silence anticipating the low satisfying rumble from the boiling kettle. I am in a kitchen...
Love One Another Always
A friend of mine, Bernardo Peńa, died suddenly and without warning around Labor Day weekend 2012. I hadn’t seen my friend Bernardo in over a year and thus didn’t know what a few friends...
The Denial
Poem Sweet taste of temptation Silent sound of your fear The beat of your heart And the taste of your tears Your whispers like dreams Still echo inside me Your hands, my sweet lover...
