The Heights to Which We Could Climb

September 25, 2012

Your hair fell
onto my chest.
Your warmth spread
all through my bed.
Your naked body
pressed against mine.
We saw mountains
and thought only
of the heights to which
we could climb.

Your breath
slid down my neck.
Your eyes were
tightly shut.
Sensations that fade
not with time.
We saw mountains
and thought only
of the heights to which
we could climb.

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The Electricity in this Room

September 15, 2012

I’ll stay right where I belong,
safe and inert,
between the words
and a question mark.
I’ll be there when you call me.
I’m not going anywhere.
I’ll be right where you left me:
right where you left.

You take the medicine
that helps you sleep,
and put those demons away
for a while at least.
No one to tuck you in
they’ll just stay in between
your sheets and your
breastbone.

You look so lovely tonight
I think I’ll spend the whole night
staring at your photographs.

I don’t belong here.

I don’t deserve this.


Sleep and I

September 10, 2012

The sun goes down
and chemicals rage,
Sleep and I
are fallen casualties
of the war they wage.
I fill notebooks
then tear them up,
page by page.
I only half believe
the thingsĀ I have said,
but it keeps me awake
thinking of the things
I never would.


Invincible

September 3, 2012

If you should find yourself
fallen from love,
speak to me as if I am
invincible.

For, though my heart would break,
I’d rather it be broken
than love lost
be left unspoken.