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We will hold the hands of sinners.: Between You and Me.
I.
“Is your name spelled with one n or two?”
We collided while climbing the
stairs at the same
time.
“Do you want one of my beers?”
Two chairs turned to face
each other, your hands on your
thighs, fingers tapping.
“Do you want to sleep out here, or in my room?”
The first kiss,…
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Shadow of sin
The moon dances
naked
tonight and the stars
dangle between the frosted light
and you oblige the moon
in the nude
and me I have nothing to hide,
but I much prefer
you wore me thin
like a moon lit
shadow of sin
across the softest
parts of your skin.
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Writings for Winter: when phoenixes die, they're automatically reborn
Last night I tried to read your body in Morse code,
but the dashes and dots didn’t form any kind of coherent
message. See, I have been inside your room so often
that even watching you undress is something as familiar
as my own skin. Did you know that children who have been
separated from…
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Dandelion Girl: You can have my lazy afternoons,My sips of tea,The steam curling from...
You can have my lazy afternoons,
My sips of tea,
The steam curling from my mug.
You can have a few laughs,
A hug that lasts
Longer than necessary,
A kiss
Or two
Or four.
Take my early mornings,
When I am still
Rubbing the sleep
From my eyes.
Lay with me…
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Lately, I’ve been breathless.
I spend my time somewhere
between suffocation and
“This should suffice…”
My lungs are not quite full,
Yet not quite hollow, still
Contracting, still expanding,
Still trying, desperately,
to filter through the haze of
smoke and mirrors surrounding
my heart. Save me
from this spool of yarn,
knotted, twisted, unnatural,
before they stand in line
to tighten the noose
that I’ve placed upon my neck.
I simply forgot that jewelry
is seldom made of rope.
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