Things I’ll Never Say

Words of infinity torture my sense, as I pay for mistakes with a steep recompense. And I never will show you the tears that may fall, as I gift you my Love and a kiss with my all. And the heartbreak that lives in my veins I won't tell, since you tripped up my soul... Continue Reading →

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The Connection of Us

Words do come easily to me I won't deny it. There used to be days when I was lost for words, but they would always come back. Sometimes a little darker than when they left. Those days, I would let the words come out in slow, painful drip drop drips until I had bled out... Continue Reading →

Aching, Smouldering Vignette

It's late. Far too late to be awake let alone nursing a cup of coffee that went cold hours ago The living room is dark, only the light of the TV flickering, and some inane advert playing quietly and proclaiming that this contraption will tone  your buns and your thighs. Wow, she thinks. Fascinating. Snowing... Continue Reading →

Cruel Chronometry

Stuck between a time and space, where minutes mock and clocks won't race, where stars move backwards, moon stands still, and beasts attempt to break my will. Stuck between a time and space, the air has paused the hours in place. Our bridge is whispering today...I'll write and love the time away.

Please Stop Me

I may not break, but touch with care, you'll find some fractures hidden there. They hurt my skin and burn my eyes, as you unveil my thin disguise. I search for words, they will not come, my slow unravel they've undone. Press hard upon my chest your hand, and trap my heart on this warm... Continue Reading →

Hard and slow…

I'm dreaming...   I sit on a window ledge. Outside it is pouring with rain and droplets drip, drip, slide down the window pane. I am mesmerised and watch them as they race towards me, pouring with every breath I take. I'm wearing nothing but a loose, sheer night shirt; it slouches off my shoulder... Continue Reading →

My Head that You Invade

Open my eyes Thinking of you Making my coffee Thinking of you Washing the dishes Thinking of you Make breakfast I won't eat Thinking of you Doing the laundry Thinking of you Every mundane task... Thinking of you Writing a poem Thinking of you Then... Lay down to sleep Thinking of you Closing my eyes... Continue Reading →

You First…

I cannot quite contain this flame, That surely, deeply screams my name That knows me, eats my sense alive And with its heat, my need derive.   I cannot, will not play these games That switch 'twixt epithets of shame  But not allow myself will I, To live within a painful lie,   Speak truths... Continue Reading →

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