spider’d legssmooth-tapping in consistent beat of eyes turning\ falling by– tap, tap, tap, tap– first finger figuring rhythm of own
Archives for February 2005
as you slept
i peaked last night as you slept in arms grown numb but warm; i peaked at your lips, pucker’d in thought and lost in air; i peaked as your lungs rose breasts, drew back, rose again; i peeked at your darkened thoughts as lids played host to eyes gone rambling; i peeked in to see [...]
Music From Another Room
the center of my universe, but still surrounding me, that gentle harmony of Beauty sings against my mind, hinting at her existence but still silent to my heart until– her eyes, throwing their veil of twilight crashing into my daze, shatter every picture of perfection and rebuild them to fit her ways.
Rose
stuck between shelves of history—of romance– she stares beyond me; I can tell by her glances of reality, short, but there. a thousand words an instance each falling from her lips/her hair as if to say “I’m here, can’t you see me?” And I do, with eyes wide to try, desperately, to hold onto her [...]
tumbling race
take with you every memory of whispers, of wishes, of movies let run while we focused on.. other things. take from me every memory of the days we shared out of the snow, in each others’ arms without knowing today would arrive. take with you every hand we gripped to bring us closer from eternity. [...]
to be told i am worthless
to be told i am worthless/ useless/ unloved is liberating. without those cuffs of roles unfulfilled i can be uncaring– that cold’d wave of wind clinched-less in palm and belly of fingers.
your servant, i
how pale turns moon when your eyelids close and your servant, i, can see you dreaming– within subtled twitch your lips turn rose and left am i, the startled spy upon your ceiling
how round those eyes
how round those eyes the roundest eyes that arm jerk-twisted and showing those ribs those ribs cleaned and caving those eyes; how round those eyes swollen and stationed
