Couch strewn with lazy limbs and heavy heads of desert warriors, wanderers seeking refuge from the beating sun-my leg pressed against yours, sticky with sweat, powdery white. I tried to sleep as thumping bass floated across the cracking, dusty ground and invaded my nervous system like cannons pounding in my ears, stray rays of sunlight playing with ( Read more... )

I love you half drunk and half asleep
as you throw an arm around me and pull
my jutting shoulder blades closer to your chest,
wrapping me up in warm and solid and
mumbling into my hair about how you
want me closer

I ( Read more... )

yellow pink tipped roses piled ( Read more... )

hip hop don’t stop ( Read more... )

Everything is bigger than we could possibly imagine ( Read more... )

I feel you in me like no one before, your soul reaching out to mine as your body does, with the urgency of a new lover, fraught with excitement and hesitation and tinged with happy disbelief. Your lips meet mine and I feel that we are in a constant state of motion-- not quite an equilibrium, but a perfect state of give and take, like the moon ( Read more... )

They say that we live in a bubble and I remember ( Read more... )

My knee bumps yours underneath the table in a coffee shop, your back sliding down the vinyl coated booth as you stretch your feet onto an extra chair. Your face is thinner now, your skin hugging the jawbone, black hairs coating your cheek. I want to say ( Read more... )

I needed to be close to him and feel nothing, to understand that the emotions associated with distant memory had no bearing on my present state of existence. I needed to know that I could move on with my life and understand him in the context of my past and present, but never future. I needed to know that what never began had ended ( Read more... )