and from the bones
you exposed
sprout the stems
of hopeful wildflowers
stretching towards
a new sun

Do not trust me
With your heart
As hands do sculpt
With careless anticipation
Of fine art
And the pressure
My thumbs knead into your form
Might distort imperfections
And fashion falsehood

Do not trust me
With your mind
I have stuff of nightmares
Lurking beneath the bed
And whilst I curl my toes from the edge
The sweet stench of your perfume
Sends them reeling into crazed hunger
As it does me
And I cannot control them

Do not trust me
To allow you to bridge the gap between our minds
And plough carelessly through meadows I have populated
Tending to crops I have reared from seed
For they are mine
I do not belong to you
But perhaps
You might stay a while
Wandering romance

the fluorescent haze of midnight in the city
observent, patient, longing

hands cradling nectar
caffeinated teeth pulling at the flesh of your lips

intergalactic mind
smattered with careless constellations
I think my gravity has been stolen

my symbiotic smile
stems from the curl of your lips
I think my autonomy is buried with my rationality

The husk of Persephone’s fruit
Stale on my tongue
I bathe in the honeyed promises that ooze
until liquid fills my lungs
and I am consumed

Do you think of me?
When bitter coffee burns your mouth
Caffeinated teeth pulling at the soft flesh of your lip

Do you think of me?
When light dapples your pillows
Silhouetted ghosts of past nights slow-dancing on the walls

You consume me
Physically, mentally
My gravity is disrupted by your stare

I am in orbit
Around the idea of love
Love with you
Love with us

In my mind I have crafted you
To be more than the physical form can obtain
And though I am let down
I am buoyant
Though your waves hurl me to shore
I drift back with the surf
And let the next take me

I still think

Of the ties I’ve severed

Of the bridges I’ve burned and then danced through the ashes

Who I have lost

Who I have found

As the embers spark they reflect like alternate universes in your eyes

Drag me into the void

But I know you’ll leave me there

As you pursue your own utopia

T he sheets feel colder on your side as the
R ain drums a primal beat on the fogged window
A nd my eyes begin to flicker shut
N eglected by your gaze.
S lowly, you slide your feet to the floor and I reach forward
P rovoked by the quickened beating in my chest.
A m I really present?
R eality succumbed to twisted reverie
E ven though my hands are flesh, you do not see me
N ot since thoughts of Her danced before your eyes
T hen I became TRANSPARENT

Love that is almost dangerous
the thrill of the promise of tongue to lip
urges suppressed by caution
eventually removed like fabric from skin

I cannot tell
if your lustful mind orbits about me
if your bones ache for mine
if you bask in my presence, sculptor in awe of his creation

How do you see me?

Am I one night of desire?
satin sheets stale as the morning dew settles
and the sunlight scalds our eyes

Am I collision of past and future?
conceived in chaos
married in primal passion

Tell me if I urge the stars to align
in your misted eyes

Tell me if I'm yours

Because the liminal space I inhabit
Is making me
Transparent