#209
Your heat undressed me
slow as sunrise — I mistook it
for tenderness.
_________
#210
What did we have, really?
Hot nights in cold beds where
neither of us sleep.
_________
#211
The word sits on my
tongue, thick with rage and longing.
“Congratulations.”
_________
#212
I won’t say it. I’ll
stand, muted, proud — an altar
where you once worshiped.
_________
#213
Mud-tongued, I type “I
love you” into my keyboard,
which blinks and blinks and
_________
#214
Everywhere we’ve
never been, I make my home
there. And there I wait.
_________
#215
Distance is different
than the indifferent men
I must covet.
_________
#216
It’s all my fault. I
allowed my baked earth to glimpse
your precious waters.
_________
I really enjoyed reading these over coffee this morning. I particularly like #209 and #214: #209 is so sexy and #214 speaks to a mysterious longing I recognize. They both imply so much with so little. Keep up the good work!
Thanks Oliver! Glad you liked them.
Someone’s reading Jane Miller. 😉 “Red Hills and Sky”
These are absolutely beautiful. I say again, you’re on fire!
Guilty. And thanks. When you say that, I get the Amanda Palmer song in my head now 🙂
Another very good set. Your complexity is wonderful, A! #214 is superb.