Posts Tagged: desire

The Divide

Are you ready to go? Are you going? Are you READY? Then move. Are you ready to go? You’re not going. The moment is passing you by. Sunlight is slipping to the other side. If you’re ready, you better get

The Divide

Are you ready to go? Are you going? Are you READY? Then move. Are you ready to go? You’re not going. The moment is passing you by. Sunlight is slipping to the other side. If you’re ready, you better get

In lieu

I don’t just wait in angst. I wait in verbs, in laying writhing feeling hurting words. I wait in patience for the subtlest verse to peak its head and make my voice heard. I wait for the day to fade

In lieu

I don’t just wait in angst. I wait in verbs, in laying writhing feeling hurting words. I wait in patience for the subtlest verse to peak its head and make my voice heard. I wait for the day to fade

Second Guessing

It wasn’t a burning so much as a slow heated feeling. It lingered around her ears, folds in her knuckles, tops of her thighs. Tiny indistinguishable vents of steam leaked between her pores, and their condensation looked like beads of

Second Guessing

It wasn’t a burning so much as a slow heated feeling. It lingered around her ears, folds in her knuckles, tops of her thighs. Tiny indistinguishable vents of steam leaked between her pores, and their condensation looked like beads of

Leave Words Here

You can leave words here only actions are sincere. Of how much you love to live or leave or fuck. We are who you came to crush. Our hearts are in your palms in dust. Your stares of passion are

Leave Words Here

You can leave words here only actions are sincere. Of how much you love to live or leave or fuck. We are who you came to crush. Our hearts are in your palms in dust. Your stares of passion are

Wishing, Wanting, Waiting

It is morning. The smell of smoke lingers in my sensory memory. I wonder if you are also thinking of me. A cigarette and a coffee would be the closest thing to settle this heart beat. Albeit raising its rate

Wishing, Wanting, Waiting

It is morning. The smell of smoke lingers in my sensory memory. I wonder if you are also thinking of me. A cigarette and a coffee would be the closest thing to settle this heart beat. Albeit raising its rate

Don’t Suffocate

Can we be daft and dream this week? Can we beg, let the world beg at our feet? Plea for us to be happy? Tell us we could have everything, entreat? Somehow I am full of you Every breath that

Don’t Suffocate

Can we be daft and dream this week? Can we beg, let the world beg at our feet? Plea for us to be happy? Tell us we could have everything, entreat? Somehow I am full of you Every breath that

Feast for Babies

Last night I woke from a dream Where you had taken that baby food away from me. Baby food you’d given me. Baby food I didn’t want nor need. But you left the paper bag with me. You’d said it

Feast for Babies

Last night I woke from a dream Where you had taken that baby food away from me. Baby food you’d given me. Baby food I didn’t want nor need. But you left the paper bag with me. You’d said it