there are two full cycles of the seasons and three summers between us i'd like to think that when i see you, there won't be silence but i have learned from the second spring that there will be nothing but a hello, how are you or a when did you get into town? to commemorate the winter we spent together two full cycles of the seasons ago.
when you are old enough to speak do not call love a mental disease do not resent it, do not fight it because love is pure and love is good it's only when you throw life into the mix that it becomes toxic.
there's a firefly in my bedroom it flew in through the window with its glowing tail abloom
20 stories up from the backyard down below 200 feet of modern distance with its lightning tail aglow
(that it's here at all) flashing in the humid heat (that it's here at all) is a miraculous conceit (that it's here at all) a spark that still persists betwixt his wings the holy god exists
i am a child she is my baptism to see her face is to split a prism and see the colors kept alone in heaven forgotten suns across her eyes swallowed whole by ecstasy lips glide the shadows purest ******* eclipse golden fall utopian braids silken upon supple blades ending at the small of back framed by dimples inside summered ivory tract ******* circled in rose pink sphere pillars of grace beholden dear
when you're asleep i place my hand over your heart and feel the angelic undertones vibrate
simulated fires burn simulated wood simulated lovers **** on a simulated screen artificial hearts do their simulated best pumping blood for a simulated good
kiss me like the plague hands of the sea fingers an armada
kiss me with your barb wire lips your lipstick's like a curse crooked teeth and gapped your smile like a hearse
kiss me with pink scars on your drop dead skin (lead me to your slaughter) thighs spun into spider silk (I’ll be your sacrificial lamb) 1 pint water 3 drops mother’s milk