My words are empty.
They are once filled...
...within me.*

© 2014 J.S.P.

Cygnets...
...walking...
...on egg shells.*

© 2014 J.S.P.

As I draw your lips near,
Embracing all adversities,
Keeping true a premise,
Let us not set a feeling free.
Let us hold it tight perfected,
Together, like burning suns
Imploding, as final bursts
Of energies, a theory,
A star rid of infinities.*

© 2014 J.S.P.

''We should not speak
In turns.'', she said.
''Kiss me.''*

© 2014 J.S.P.

Where your happiness
Meant being happy--
That is my home--
Anywhere.*

© 2014 J.S.P.

The universe is unnamed.
Time keeps forgetting his birthday.
Wind, fire, water, stars--
Shaped in our favor.

But when I love you,
You are a curve in a thumbprint.
When I love you, I am me.*

© 2014 J.S.P.

We are the grey area;
We write for our space.*

© 2014 J.S.P.

She kisses
Old kisses away
Much better
Than the last.*

© 2014 J.S.P.

Please let me touch...
...your...*

© 2014 J.S.P.

To write a poem for you
Is to busy one's self in choosing
His favorite toe: Say, a starfish,
A jellyfish. Say, an octopus,
A squid, scribbling in the water,
Listing 'ten reasons why' as
Autobiography.

Look
What you've done to me.*

© 2014 J.S.P.