#t4t
you know, god doesn't love people like us.
that's fine, because happiness has to be fought for. i don't like god anyway. can't hold anyone else higher than you.
me neither. i think you complete me. only you and i will know our bodies before the chrysalis. the intimacy of a secret only we are privy to. a journey we undertake hand in hand.
we were made for each other, then. i'd kiss you in every universe. i hope i dream of us together every night that we're apart.
Apr 19, 2025
Apr 19, 2025 at 12:05 PM UTC
our love
is like no other
fly, my butterfly
kafka can't see
who we're meant to be
an extraordinary beauty
fails to be seen
when the mirror's fogged
by government ids
your name is sublime
not the noise they shout
for it is simply air
and rings false every time
your silhouette and your voice
have never been a conscious choice
but to ever deter
the watercolor within
is to shake a can
that never opens
so go, dance in the rain
rewrite history's pain
you are my pride and joy
melting different metals
creates a wonderful alloy.
Dec 17, 2024
Dec 17, 2024 at 1:06 AM UTC
in the dark of night,
i lay down beside you.
outside, the lights cast an intricate show of shadows and silhouettes
oh, to witness such stillness in your company!
but I feel a storm deep within,
something brews and crackles inside my chest, could it be... love?
Aug 31, 2022
Aug 31, 2022 at 7:56 AM UTC
Lake-wet and found forgiving,
patch-work body and pasture-raised pleasure,
rolling in the grass and basking in
bare-skinned clarity.
They were right, you are a fairy.
Water filled to the brim, may I drink from your fountain,
may I toss my pennies in,
and is a wish like a prayer,
or should I save my change for rain?
Filling puddles like copper lakes,
putting a snake in for Heaven's sake,
splitting my own rib and calling it mate.
When I first saw you it was just your reflection,
you caught my attention, doubling your beauty with your liquid presence.
I asked if I could come in and take a dip in your drip,
you nymphaeum of bliss,
and you said "Yes, yes but not yet.",
like the breath we share before a kiss,
like the moment before sunset,
like the bed unmade around our shapes,
like the ripples our forms in this pool radiate.
I must grow gills because you took the breath right out of my lungs.
Love me, Pisces, Venus smiles for us.
May 1, 2021
May 1, 2021 at 8:50 AM UTC