wild things

wild things

i am coasting on a beach with pink palm trees and with water that bleeds on the sand like angel dust. we crash when we come together like a wild thing. we crest when you tell me I’m beautiful, you push me away with words like perfect. we tumble when my thighs quiver around your [...]

you

you

  you read my poetry without every truly reading it. you saw me without ever needing to turn a page. lines and lines of my soul etched in ink, you took one look down and saw more of me then i ever thought.how do you do that? know me so well when my mouth is [...]

push-and-pull

push-and-pull

It's a give and take world Where what-ifs and maybe's Plunder without afterthought. We push and pull from those Who smile and decay: our seeds Quiver before shooting out Like falling stars. The grass Is stained in a dollop of honeysuckle And dew, is it remiss to lean Down and take a sip? If you [...]

The Taste of Lust

I have not tasted the clear, sweet, idle summer day’s waters, nor have I fell asleep in fretless slumber, my lover’s body entertained with mine, our brown, clean lines– bodies smooth and rittled with untampered pores, melding together as one. Despite the barrier of my pink, healthy gums, and straight white teeth, the murky, tasteless [...]