Turn around
Let me see your bare back
My fingertips won't hurt
I promise.
They will be tracing your spine
Making it a warmer place
For my lips to hide in
As they mold with your skin.

And then you'll hit me
Because my fingertips
Were the most dry
And my lips
Were the most chapped
Amongst those of the women
Who have laid their flesh on you.




-LynnAA

He was sleeping
When she walked in

She smiled

She took her dress off
And her bra

She walked towards the bed
Slid under the covers
And hugged him

With a leg over his waist

I was sitting in church
Reading a Bukowski
When I heard
The sound of her black heels
Silencing all divinity
Leaking through the church's walls.
She walked towards me
As she always did
Then
She stopped for a moment
And looked at the cross.
I saw God in her eyes
While she walked towards Him
And kneeled
The way she always did
To tell me her darkest sins.
I waited for her
Her Rosary seemed endless.
She drew the sign of the Cross
And got up.
Should I go to her?
She was walking towards the door.
Should I go to her?
She opened the door.
"Karen!"
But the door has already closed on me
Leaving me in hell
As she took Heaven away.




- LynnAA

Tell me,
Does my innocent-looking face
Tell you that I am a descendant of God?

But you're wrong, dear.
Don't you know?
The devil hides in the most
Silent places.

He lost his tight grip over his
Glass of Cabernet Sauvignon
And it fell right at her feet.
She looked down at her white dress
Now stained with Sauvignon
She looked back at him
He was holding a glass of Merlot now
And this time he let it go intentionally.
She looked down at the floor
Shattered crystal sparkled
Like millions of stars
In an unwavering galaxy.
She looked back at him
He took her dress off
Laid it neatly on the floor
And went away.
He came back with a Pinot Noir bottle now
But she was gone.
Nonetheless
He spilled the whole bottle
On what was left of her white dress.




-LynnAA

Turn around, tender beauty
The dawn is calling for you
Take off your black Flamenco dress
And look at the sun
While its first rays touch your frail body
Burning all traces of him
Every soft touch
Every wild kiss
Every inaudible love word
Burning him to ashes, tender beauty.
To ashes.




-LynnAA

She had her back uncovered
Light leaking into her pale skin.
She decided to wait there
Maybe her bare bloom
Will bring him back
Once more.




-LynnAA