V

V

I lost myself in the thralling tides, The mystique of the sands, And the bearded man of Time. Enthralled with legends, ballads and myths About girls with dark eyes And bandits who crave one wish. The twinkling stars told me lies, And the night bled magenta A thick, sweet dye- Promising to fulfill a vendetta, [...]

in my presence

in my presence

he was tall before many but fell short in my presence. A disaster with no quandary, no cursory decelerations by dawn's promiscuous hues, crested as the serpentine trails of tears, shed like skin– flakey and delicate as moths, as ash fell like rain drops as I tipped my head back and laughed.

Baby boy,

Baby boy, you got me thinking of kisses And how the world can just stop, Split in two. Which side will you be on, When the world is divided; Will it be me or you? Because this thing we have Can only improve. So push the moon back And stop all the clocks, Answer your [...]