The Myth of Time

One day we will look back to those daysIced tea in our hands;something to cool our veins as our blood races home.One day we will look back,nothing in our palms but webbed lines that point home,but home is empty and the chickens didn’t come home to roost,the hearth is cold and the ashes were blownContinue reading “The Myth of Time”

Pain’s lover

My bones are lead,a fresh sacrifice on pain’s altarTime is a punisher,laughing at me with its hourly seconds…Hot then frigid,when the door opens and darkness swoops in.Only I feel his breath on my cheek,Like river water caressed by papyrus;Caressing me so,”do you love me so?”My hands are lead,housing fragile skin that breaks at the glazeContinue reading “Pain’s lover”

Do you love me now

Praised him for his yellow roundness,the way he brightened their universe.A huge spectacle made of his presence,surprising how thin the line between adoration and hate is And sometimes he wished he wouldn’t riseThat he would dwindle and in the darkness-his ashes would be lost in the abyss . Look how the sun,how it dances forContinue reading “Do you love me now”

For you

His soul stills,calm found in her warm embrace,the hand rubbing sore muscles“I love you”-a song that ripples and roughens his throat.“I love you” he repeats-tearing the thorns from the rose,his blood the sacrifice it demands“For you, anything ma chérie,”he whispers in her ear,the flower tucking in her hair,luscious mane that swallows his finger.Silky threads thatContinue reading “For you”