We have always been bigger...
than stars.
The sky a stage
spoken intimacies
of velvet hearts
and ***** hands.
I wander the comet of
truth with moon-filled
eyes. Waiting, bow-shaped.
I couldn't help but notice
those constellations were
made for sin.
Stealing glances of
tightened skin too explosive
to retract.
Tiny pools of passing rain
drag an ellipsis around my tongue.
And from this side of Babel
light glares inside
sprouting roots.
Silver Cerulean Decembers
bundle themselves
winter by winter.
Cloaked by the tree,
a heaven of insistence and glass.
Words falling weightless-
sun bleached leaves
into palms of hands.
Glimmering abyss of
infinite ice, fractured bloodless
upon starless earth.
Saliva brushed shock
Alkaline flesh-
on napkins that
hold, what they
have forgotten.
Avoidable words
that keep us fed...
back to my chamber heart.
Every single time.
Jan 21, 2013
Jan 21, 2013 at 8:18 PM UTC
We have always been bigger...
than stars.
The sky a stage
spoken intimacies
of velvet hearts
and ***** hands.
I wander the comet of
truth with moon-filled
eyes. Waiting, bow-shaped.
I couldn't help but notice
those constellations were
made for sin.
Stealing glances of
tightened skin too explosive
to retract.
Tiny pools of passing rain
drag an ellipsis around my tongue.
And from this side of Babel
light glares inside
sprouting roots.
Silver Cerulean Decembers
bundle themselves
winter by winter.
Cloaked by the tree,
a heaven of insistence and glass.
Words falling weightless-
sun bleached leaves
into palms of hands.
Glimmering abyss of
infinite ice, fractured bloodless
upon starless earth.
Saliva brushed shock
Alkaline flesh-
on napkins that
hold, what they
have forgotten.
Avoidable words
that keep us fed...
back to my chamber heart.
Every single time.
