Like the sand that slips
from tired hands and
sinks beneath my feet,
you stick between my toes,
caught in a way that
irritates me.
Until I am swept off in waves
that can rid you from my keep;
I am letting you go slowly.

You say you see
comets in my eyes.
They spark to life
and quickly die
like the light that
used to ignite
inside my chest.
A starshine fire that
would burn at the edges
of a darkness that seeps
through the cracks of
my atmospheric breaths.
My lungs collapse like
planets that come to rest
in the black hole that grows
inside my heart;
what I once could love,
falls apart.

Temptation guides your
drunken exploration
of my silk surface;
as eager fingertips
graze my thighs
and hips.
Like a river,
I unfold
for your thirsty lips;
as your craving grows
to drink up every bit.
I’m a fine wine that
stains your kiss.
A loving reminder
you wear with
coffee and breakfast.

Your words break my grip
as I feel myself slip
under the waters of
my irrational mind.
Time is slowly stripped
from my consciousness
as my lungs fill with
a warmth that numbs
my senses blind.
Bit by bit, you fade
from existence,
your words falling into the abyss
of the distance between
your eyes and mine;
and I'm lost inside.

You bruise me like the evening sky,
purple clouds forming on my sunset skin.
I never knew that galaxies could ache,
as fingertips trace,
the constellations of your affections.

You pull at my flesh,
break the bone of my breast,
unlocking the chest
containing the contents of
my heart and lungs.

With frantic fingers you press,
poke and pry at my mess,
in desperate search of
the love in my blood.

Through all of your attempts,
you begin to sense
that nothing grows where
emotions should belong;
and all I do is stain your arms.