Wisteria

Wisteria

how fair your blooms
their unjust beauty
too swift to leave me
gone with the fragrance 
of you

a melancholic dance
purple petals in the wind
harbinger of longer days
to be endured
alone

how cruel must you be
deep-rooted in your task
of strangling vines
insidiously taking hold
of me

Gods' own beautiful creation
not of Heaven, but of earth
in all its' fleeting irony
of the heartache reserved for
the few

for you will come
and you will go
upon the memory of you I smile
until you return again
to me

Sirène

the sweet sound of you
drew me
a Siren song enchanting
an ever-loving promise
of salvation
from the unescapable me

both strange and beautiful
this fatal lethargy
irresistibly fragrant and tempting
lulled me
into the silent sleep
of the unawaking

Saline

steady its' decent
slowed only by the surface
tension

to ripple ever outward
marking the end
of this saline dream

cherries for sarah

"it was fate," she told you
the way she caught your eye
walking alone
as you usually did
never missing a thing

was it the shape
of her confident stance
or the smile, like a child at play?
you'll never know
but she had you

the words came easy
as if from a thousand conversations before
"i love you" preceding "i want you"
seconds turning to hours
you kissed

her Ruby lipstick colored your lips
"it looks like cherries," she said
and that's when you knew
you'd bring cherries for sarah
forever

salvation

when i suffer
i love you most
words, like an open wound
ravage me

Cold Medicine and Wine

a fog upon a clear day
mine alone - clouded without you
reign me in, will you
sun setting on us both
no punctuation needed
on this chapter of self-importance
worth regardless of importance
is as necessary as an ego in an asylum

welcome me to hysteria
a mat of red
laid for the debacle of us
remember the tomorrow
we once promised each other
swept with euphoria
crystal and sapphire
victims of everything around us

clearing now, cauterized
in the haze of me
and the memory of you
all eyes seeing
as if to just tell us
the simple fact we knew all along
swirling and disappointed
in a fog upon a clear day

los fragmentos de español

rouse me from this sleep
a soundtrack in your head
to wage the war of lovers

whispers in my ear
shall lift this veil of night
to the music of another

bring me to my knees
with this intimate dance
in your twisted devotion

i can use your tears
to bring me to that place
where the words lose their meaning

breaths escaping us
to match our beating hearts
in a language all our own

the deep moans of me
mark the slow squeals of you
in fragments inaudible

chílleme nada
in this sweet ecstasy
spread upon these silken sheets

aliménteme
the colors of your voice
a symphony of desire

empápeme
in your hard wet kisses
and the butter on your thighs

grab this face again
look into these eyes and
chille sus tonterías

Anointed

tender thing
your dark hair mine
sweat-soaked and clinging
to mascara streaked with me
marking you mine

i drip from you
honey from a hive
running
like the viscous strings
between your thighs

those eyes
dark-shadowed and staring
softly up at me
from bleeding knees
in useless pleading

through sticky lips
you break a little smile
content. anointed.
vanilla salt-water taffy
escaping your mouth

a dirty little thing
this love of ours
pulling you toward me
beautiful
to kiss me deeply again

bits and pieces

these scraps of me
for the likes of you
line this cluttered path
our own personal debris

you once said goodbye
but you never meant it
always choosing the periphery
to collect your just rewards
tethered to the truth inside
which the mirror never betrayed
you hid within me

these bits and pieces
from the likes of me
now sustain you
in your own debris

sculptor

malleable
in three dimensions
you take form
my life blood melding you
in relief
in perpetuity
in loving defiance
i make you

captured
having never seen your eyes
these hands pressed into shape
the sweet exterior of you
in memorial
in commemoration
in willing blindness
i make you

completed
in exacting detail
from the blueprint in my mind
i glazed you over
in likeness
in nothing
in splintered reality
i made you

i'm ready

you want me?
then remove yourself from you
settle in as i pry you from who you think you are
along for the ride
in this string of words
deeds not always needed, but done
with each click of the reel
drawing you closer
as prey

listen more to what i don't say
the dance more relevant
than the steps we take
willed beyond resistance
you tumble closer to your end-point
the place i like best
as i dangle you before the mirror you hate
embraced in solitude
and pray

no longer detached
to the nothing i offered
more so to the need i fill
for no reason other than to haunt you
and suck from you
the fragments of peace you once held so near
a willing participant
of your own demise
you stay

Salope

look at me as i speak to you
don't cast those darkly shaded eyes away
your place is here
with me
under this firm hand
i exact all that you desire
in this place of tears and laughter

marked with the scent of me
my sweet putain
you could not leave if you wanted to
the stench as much a part of you
as the pigtails i hold you by
and the blue drool of the lollipop
which trickles down your chin

kiss me with the mess i made of you
sugar and salt combined
to soil you like the tear-streaked mascara
painting its mask on your face
were you beaten or were you loved
and does it even matter, salope
my petite putain

all part of the magic

this dance of nymphs and faeries
leaves a tell-tale impression
of ligature and blood
upon my hands
heavy
as these strings cut deep
casting me on you
like a shadow

as you ease into my place
you settle
and these taut cords
need little resistance to move you
cutting less than usual
i guide you with little effort
as you spiral
like a feather to the ground

for now you lie crumbled
your strings lying softly upon you
blood drying on my hands
this brief reprieve
leaving us in peace
until i wake you once more
to begin this struggle from yourself
all part of the magic of this dance

antibiogram

the smear of you
explained to me
in clinical accuracy
beyond my need to know
regardless of my inquiry
to the contrary

i'm susceptable to you
before i ever knew
the nature of your resistance
just another pathogen
for me to prevail
or suffer

prescribe me for you
to no avail
i am not your cure
but your keeper
meant to hold you still
sustained in me

i pin you down
in this organism-specific embrace
the incorrect companion
you recognised me
as you saw from the beginning
the smear of you

not just the colour of a letter*

dark and bright enigma
unknown outside of me
smiling still
through it all
shaded behind a name
chosen by you
left not alone even by yourself
what peace will bring you
in us
in words
in us
alive

* for Scarlet

Another Place

i see you in the hall
seldom
knowing you are somewhere i can not be
the descent to 27,000 feet
quickens my memory
of the coffeepot positioned
in a secluded corner
on opposite floors
where i pour your sugar
and you ignore my cream
the rare, sublime encounter
we allow ourselves
in the everyday world
we call another place

no one ever really wants the truth

tell me you hate me
because that's what i need to hear
that slap as good as a kiss
bringing a smile to my face
despite the sting
made possible by your words alone

our deception's in the opposites
equidistant between reality and want
a realization as good as truth
to two unseeing souls
each searching for what's before them
blinded only by themselves

this efficacious dance we do
for the benefit of each other
after years of erecting our walls
knowing the meaning, for us
is much more in what isn't said
because no one ever really wants the truth

Grace*

stars collided
the day you drew your first breath
such a significant act
often overshadowed
by who we become

wind-swept
your hair belies you
hiding that which can never be hidden
the soft features
of a young woman

lips curled
in that smirk which defines you
brash and unashamed
you proceed with caution
never

eyes wide
absorbing all around you
not a moment escapes
without you taking a piece of it
for yourself

beautiful
in your confidence
growing into grace
with all the eyes of the world upon you
you brought a smile to our face

* for Nicole

i used to love you

hanging by a string
in your tattered mind
my everything
i made you crawl
on the splintered floor
as you sputtered words in that silly drawl

there was no hole in my heart to fill
just untied sutures
that i placed at will
as i stripped your fears
the emotions flowed
streaming down your face in a world of tears

so the questions stand
as we move away
from our unfilled plans
your mind submerged
i leave you now
completely purged

no looking back
as the distance grows
on the words we lacked
no matter now what you choose to do
just read these words
i used to love you

across from me

brunette. beautiful.
dark and full of light
i loved you then
as i saw your eyes
brilliant and black
reflect me back to you

the curl of your smile
as you looked away
revealed all i needed to know
i turned. i saw. i spoke.
your glance became the stare
we hold today