Her laugh buoyed me to her heart Until her teeth turned to stars And I tumbled into the crease of her caverns While the trees groan Dining on the vision Of two halves dissolving into one.
The roots of morning Claw at our pillows Legs jack-knifed into perfect disorder Curving back unto themselves — One into another Until our breath is unison.
We are lovers wearing each other's scent - The lamp of my heart burning for these moments My fingers tracing the curl of her ear Until the stillness of silence Devours all whispers
we went to the cryptozoology museum which was filled with oddities and people staring at the oddities and demonizing the oddities and reading about other people demonizing the oddities poor secretive creatures just trying to live their best hidden lives it made me sad but
if I'm honest I have an oddity of my own and I stare and demonize too
My mind drifts across the sea to the sharp edge of the world where the sun sleeps peacefully with its splendid poetry I search for truth like it’s something I can find in the last slice of light in between is where the secrets lie in between the empty hands of time between your life and mine it’s written across the night sky between the stars between the dark spaces in our mind close your eyes I’ll find you here … Clay.M
When the street lights have gone out and most people are asleep all wrapped up tight in their delicate dreaming a fallen angel brings me fragile and broken words aren’t they beautiful she whispers don’t show them to anyone if you do they will see who you really are they will know every little secret that you keep hidden in your perfect silence they will know that you’re one of the kind ones the wolves will know your weakness … Clay.M
When a black sheet has been thrown over the moon and a million lazy stars have fallen from view I hear the wind has grown tired of traveling I hear the sound of mandolins crying in the mountains I hear the rattle of gypsy wheels I hear the heavy hearts of horses upon the restless roads of broken poetry ... Clay.M