It appears your pantaloons are ablaze again I wish I knew what purpose it serves for you For perhaps then I wouldn’t be so offended So taken aback at every turn I question my investment The time it takes for the words to spill from your lips To the time they strike my ear I [...]
Months have passed. Years, really. So many sunsets. Too few words Greying ringlets spring free from a tightly gathered bun Betraying the frantic emotion buttoned under a strict façade Maybe this time I will find the words Before another fall or winter Maybe this time, before it's too late Before he tells me I'm too [...]
Images and shapes sharpen into focus Then fade to blurs in the background Breath comes in puffs of smoke and steam A cacaphony of sound surrounds Disorienting and overwhelming Crashing all around Then you appear Manifested, as if from a dream Focus, Calm True An embrace A crime I breathe you in A scent so [...]
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