When I saw you I swore you were deity
of purity or corruption I could not discern.
Mighty as so,
I named you after a Greek god-
built you a temple,
because I want to shovel
buckets of grapes into your mouth
and quench your thirst.
And breathe heavy.
And dig into lushes.
And tender bruises.
I can let you smite me.
It is true
the fallacies of this earth word
are many.
I just hope I give you
reason enough
to stay.

Before you get to know me
Let me tell you something.
I've made plans
To make plans
About making plans.
But I'm getting tired of that version of myself.
So before you get to know me.
Here's to never making plans.
We will do crazy things.
Or maybe we'll just sit on your couch.
And we'll go with the wind and see where we end up.
So before you get to know me...
Know that I'm not going to stay the same.
And I'm going to take all kinds of crazy risks.
I just don't care anymore.
Society can go **** itself.
And all of its stupid plans.

Coffee stained sweaters
swollen bit lips
mistakes that stayed forever
wounds that never healed
apologies told
relationships mended
now that I have you
I'm reminded by how it ended

I search for tones in your speech
quivers in your voice
hints in your texts
movements in your body
I can't forget how we failed
how we might make it this time
and why either is
just as likely as the other

Do I love you?
Or am I just used to you?

Standing in a puddle of gasoline, trying to get this ******* match to light. It doesn't matter what I do, in the end it's never right.

A scarlet letter brands my body, to match my lips of crimson red. Let me whisper poetry in your ear, and take your heart to bed.

Lay me down, I'll set fire ablaze to tame your tortured soul. Broken hearts never mend, a shattered essence can never be whole.

I'm standing here with this stupid match, striking it to spark. Always hoping to set fire, to what's hiding in the dark.

Remembering is, to me a blessing and a curse
it is a blessing because i remember birthdays
and things that make people smile
i remember the small details of the way my lover wakes in the morning
i remember smells and beautiful places
but it is also a curse
because i remember,
the pair of pants i wore when i first kissed you
and i also remember the anger on your face
i remember how i always managed to get you out of your mind
i remember your reactions to my poems
always the same dull expressions on your face
i remember the night you almost hit me
the night you got so mad you could've broken a window
i remember that you have two sides
and it saddens me to see it
it saddens me because
one part of you is sweet
and the other creates thunder
and i don't know which i fell in love with
and i don't know which is worse.

i know
there are
other fishes
in the sea
but it's so unfair
for you to
keep swimming
after choosing
me

And I read her
In part because it's easy
(Though she'll insist it's not,
And maybe she calls me ******)
In part because the pain
Draws me in
In part because she let
Her anxieties win

And he must have been a great guy
But maybe that's just it
He might have seemed perfect even
But perfect don't just call it quits