“Rumpus of Love”

couple-1329349_1920peer in,
peer out,
what is there?

is it you? tell me where;

sit and stay—
stay awhile.
tell me stories;
walk the mile

your eyes are warm—
they draw me near
hold me close;
be mine, sweet dear—

cotton candy clouds above
wispy, dreamy,
they’re in love

just those two,
right in our grasp
their love, like ours,
will never lapse!

oh, dreamboat!
you speed my heart;
it’s full of joy,
not torn apart

stitch by stitch,
you’ve sewn it new,
whole inside
without pure rue—

fancy, fancy
your eyes meet mine;
our souls forever

and so it is
you now with me
our spirits reckless,
raging seas

a wave, a toss,
sweet love, we dance;
the perfect moon,
entrancing glance

i love you so!
you love me back
joyous romp
sweet attack!

buzz buzz by, firefly
your love for me
won’t be denied

and now, the night
is fully drawn;
hold me near
until the dawn.

“The One You Chose”


And so you’ll choose her,
the one
who will
chew you up
spit you out,
her mouth foaming
her heart, an empty vase, flowers wilting within—
just a momentary beat with
no true sentiment
a clock without gears
just tick tick tick…

there will be no pause,
no remorse for your soul—
for you, never love,
you’re nothing but her toy
a simple trinket with which to play;
when boredom grasps her,
away you’ll be tossed

and you’ll think of me then
the one who would have loved you
exactly as you ought to be—
exactly the way you never
dreamed you deserved
you will see my face each night
inside your mind, oh the torment
for not having tried
and you will
wonder what could have been
how the world would have been
more whole,
less of the lesser—inside you

and yet—
my never-to-be love,
I am not the one you chose


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You ever meet someone
their face stays there—
clinging to the depths
of your mind
And the shattered part
of your soul feels less
less grief,
and so to be with him—
to be back where
his skin
met yours,
you let your hair fall to the table
as you press your cheek
down upon
the wood
and, with eyes closed,
you let yourself
be with him


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I will.
Let the wind
whirl herself,
blow against my cheek—
lift me up and out;
take these
the burdens within,
ease them
ease me,
let the rain wash upon me—
let it trickle down my nose,
drip to my chin
lay soft upon my chest
soak deep inside
rinse the stain of heartache
from my soul
let the snow
fall down heavy
cleanse and purify,
lift this soil from my body
no longer will it linger,
this loop of lackluster life
sprout up!
spring forth anew!
a new
forgotten of you

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Driven Cold

8260597495_20fcba55ef_oI much prefer winter
She smiled
Actually fall. Fall is best.
The colors, the textures, the cocoa,
Leaves are turned
every beautiful variation of orange,
green, and red.
The crunching of them
below my feet
offers that one moment of
I’m still driven—
fear of failure
is haunting
I need to get out
far away
wonder what that guy would do?
with the beard and his super eh…
hipster ways
I drove around that block umpteen times;
he sat calmly licking the rim

“You Saved Me”


Did you hear me?
I spoke under my breath
Pretended to be careless
Feigned disinterest
I wanted to try
The first in a long time
A glimmer, and I knew—
It wasn’t reciprocated.
Stood tall and strong
Statues admired my stone face
I thought,
If I keep this curvature to my upper lip
You’ll think I’m happy
Not dying inside
Not wondering what flaw made you run,
Or are you just not the one for me?
Perhaps you know something of yourself
Something wretched. Unloveable.
So you run.
You save me.
From you.

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When the lights burn out

She removes the mask

Prepares her soul for the daunting task

And with her lips, a crimson pout

She begins to move above and about

She draws circles around and around

Up and in and right and down

Seething, sneering, as if in haste

“This life, she shrieks,

Has been a waste!

If not love,

Then why exist?

My heart, these aches, they dare persist

Crumbling inside me

Perpetually toiling

Sending me reeling, cascading and boiling

I plunder, I haunt, I vomit my blood

It’s my life, it hurts, it’s pain, it’s love

Dizzy, so dizzy now.

I feel I’ll spin

Right out of this world

Like the worst of sin

For loving you makes my heart go weak

Too much inside I dare not speak!”

So close up that forest and let her rest

Her heart is shattered beneath her breast

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Waiting for the solace


I’m still waiting


Right where I was

Right where I always will linger

Waiting for you

Your heart and all you will ever be

To grow inside my heart

Softness of your fingertips touch my skin

We lie there

Sheets wrapped around and beneath

You are my solace

I will rest in you

All this I dream

All this I cannot wait to know

Please manifest soon dear love

Patient- I am still waiting

Because you are worth the wait.

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“nothing more”


Sparingly in the way I let go—

how, when, and if I will allow other souls to get close

to my fire and its tumultuous blaze

I am disillusioned by the cleverness in your ability

to feign sentiment and sincerity

I could let myself erupt over it,

but, oh darling, even volcanoes know their place!

Understanding of their destructive nature,

they vow to simmer quietly in a beautiful and wondrous trance

Your mindless quips and playful banter

only succeed to charm when wine glasses overflow,

and even then,  you are really just a pawn,

something lovely to adorn the confines

of my mind.

a delightful muse, and nothing more.


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I’m only going to stay here a little while
Long enough to let you pretend
to care when I depart this place
You did that little move where
your arm magically appeared around my shoulder
I sat back in the bench and could feel you there
Don’t pretend that we have a chance;
We are on ships traveling in two
different directions,
and mine is steered straight on course
I won’t let it budge
Rocky sea salt water will spill over my edges soon enough,
but I will relish every moment
Find pleasure as it dries my skin
makes my hair tacky and tangled
I will wrestle with the waves,
and their turbulence
will uproot every last fear within my withered soul—
and for once, my love, I will finally be free

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