The perils of your hunger
hunt me down inside. My thighs burn
from your first bite, my lonesome hunter.
When the sun is finished, a rift.
Between you and me there exits
only a deep forest, and one hopeless word,
Prey.
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Some days I want to be loved,
but cannot open my mouth.
A Conjugation of Love
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California
for Li
The moment you came close I knew
there was an ocean inside you
that I will soon drown in. I could
forget everything but the sunshine
in your skin, still warm, still warm
on my tongue.
No matter what happens, my love,
your body will forever haunt mine –
all I have to do is breathe,
and I return to you, a land
where red poppies and I bloom.
And when I kissed you in the rain,
vulnerable yet alive, the sky
was no longer a sky,
and your name
was no longer a name.
Lately
I have been writing about us,
fervently, constantly, and endlessly,
so we don’t one day become memories – ashes
of a great fire that once burned down an entire city
in my chest.
Heirloom
Before Morning Comes
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Vulnerable
When I came close
and climbed on top of you;
when I pressed myself deeply
into you, our lips, almost touching…
your face held the same expression
of an infant as he saw the lowering
of a milk bottle. Hunger; excitement;
and also fear, as if the hand that held
the bottle would suddenly disappear.
That was the moment I saw
you, at your most beautiful,
lying beneath me, soft eyes
under the moonlight. A soul
who surrenders himself
to be satiated by another
is so easy and impossible to hurt.
Hug
Some days, the hollow
of my right collarbone misses
the beat of your heart so much.
Hey
Remember that night we sat on your doorsteps
talking after the party. Your hair was longer
back then; I had wine stains on my sundress.
You said it felt good to be here, and I
laid my head on your shoulder. Remember
we were laughing. Remember we laughed
so hard that even the sky chuckled,
and then the clouds parted,
and love,
raindrops, and lips
fell.
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