In darkness
I left you
was when your heart was slow
instructed by the western strand
'gather clothes and go.'
I missed you
this morning.
We moved from where we strayed,
slipping free of drunken vows
fevered flesh had made
Your soft,
small picture
commands me now to kneel,
deny the gods I knew before
and drop this broken shield.
I'll ask you
tomorrow,
'please cut this tender thread.
it bleeds and binds my all to you,
your body, and your bed.
That simple
small mercy
returns my broken life
where your kiss can never hurt me,
Orion fades from sight.'
I know how
you'll answer
'we are so lightly here,
it is in love that we are made,
in love we disappear'
too wise or
too simple,
it's either black or white.
Unhealed, I'll tear at stitches
bleed out this fatal life
Remember
years later
onto those soft lit eyes
your warm belly fluttered
in a melody
of sighs.
Then drowsy, low rain
will beat us
'till we float.
we'll drift through
wet desert
in a folded paper boat.
Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 1:49 AM UTC
In darkness
I left you
was when your heart was slow
instructed by the western strand
'gather clothes and go.'
I missed you
this morning.
We moved from where we strayed,
slipping free of drunken vows
fevered flesh had made
Your soft,
small picture
commands me now to kneel,
deny the gods I knew before
and drop this broken shield.
I'll ask you
tomorrow,
'please cut this tender thread.
it bleeds and binds my all to you,
your body, and your bed.
That simple
small mercy
returns my broken life
where your kiss can never hurt me,
Orion fades from sight.'
I know how
you'll answer
'we are so lightly here,
it is in love that we are made,
in love we disappear'
too wise or
too simple,
it's either black or white.
Unhealed, I'll tear at stitches
bleed out this fatal life
Remember
years later
onto those soft lit eyes
your warm belly fluttered
in a melody
of sighs.
Then drowsy, low rain
will beat us
'till we float.
we'll drift through
wet desert
in a folded paper boat.
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