soft skin on soft sheets
on long nights with quiet weeps
your lips are satin
your eyes are pure
making it easy to lure
me into your heart
i can see your skeleton
naked
and divine
grind your bones to paste
lather it on me
like cream on stubborn skin
so I can bathe
bathe in you
pale in blue
hail to you
your crown of bones
your skin- the prize ribbon

sunlight glows on my skin
a beautiful sheet of gold
doesn’t shield, but enhances
coffee is cold but your light is warm
these days are old but your delight is a storm
beautiful, but dangerous
dangerous because I let you in
dangerous if I let you win
the battle with my heart and myself
you’re a candle in a blackout
a fire in the cold
I’m selfish and thoughtless
selfish for you
instead I drink my coffee
I’m too bad for you
because after all, sunlight and rose thorns don’t mix