You touch my soul,
my heart and my spirit.
When I feel your hands on me
I shiver
No one has ever touched me like that.
You hold me close
I hold my breath
I feel that you are ominpresent.
Your smell, your prescence
is more than I have ever experienced before.
Your touch induces emotions
actions that make me want to stay.
A simple touch.

If you go chasing rabbits
Or shooting albatross
Expect to run afoul
Of queens and gambling loss

When you ignore the cat
You might just lose your head
You should have stayed home sailor
Safe and in your bed

Don’t try cheating fate
Or wasting time on tea
Death always catches up
He’s never late you see

Listen to the hatter
He’s sure to drive you mad
Now go tell your tale
Bemoan the woes you’ve had

Sit and watch the hours
With a watch that doesn’t work
Whispers from the sea
Forever will they lurk

I am giving up this
inter-webbing
narcissism spreading
social networking
site.

And I’m dedicating time
to the lost art-
a pen and paper.
I will take pictures and post them
on the original wall-
an actual wall.
I will develop and wash and rinse
and size and mat
in the original Photoshop-
a dark room.

And if I like something of yours,
you will know it because
I will tell you,
I will smile,
the original thumbs up.

And when you search my name
and find that I do not have a Facebook
no, I am not dead-
I’m alive.

I am a girl.
See that. A girl.
I'm not a boy.
I got curves and long hair.
Nothing too scary…
Then why the hell won't you talk to me?
If that is what you want, me, then come on boys,
I am waiting. Patiently, wanting to be pursued with every bit of your energy,
I'll give you hints and lead you on, but come on,
It aint that hard to admit you like me,
I mean I may not feel the same,
But seriously,
This is not funny…
You can't call me pretty and then just do nothing,
No, don't walk away yet,
***** into my heart and then not commit,
What is this?
Did your mom's not teach you manners?
Playing your evil games with my lover hazy brain.
Admit it!
***, thats only what you want!
But please, I am not ******…
Neither am I that easy.
Break into my heart, and then rewire my veins,
What? Are you completely insane?
I desire a partnership!
God! Is that so **** deranged?
But no, your heart's too broken, or you just not that interested,
Please…
I will not press my lips upon yours,
The same old story once again

If you look closely,
you'll see my soul speak.
peel your eyes and watch--

the subtle jaw and fist clenches,
rise and fall of the chest
shiver up the spine
listen carefully
my soul speaks--

tongue pressing to teeth
chin lifted, eyes down
elbows bent, knees locked
these words
become phrases

tears welling, not falling
hips swaying and popping.
heart pounding, neck retreating
I've spoken whole novels
in these articulations

to know oneself, stop talking.
your soul speaks in your body:
start watching