Jul 31, 2011

ricochet

it ends
where it starts
with two eyes
looking into two eyes
focused on one
at a time
they read each other
decipher misinterpret
movements
flirt
hide the true self
protected by a representative.

Jul 29, 2011

cascade

i glide
the tip
of my finger
across
the plain
of your body.
i grab
your bottom lip
with teeth
moistened
by a curious
tongue.
i breathe
softly
on baby hairs
trap
sensations
travel to the brain.
heart beats
synchronize
race each other
colors
turn to
black and white.

Jul 27, 2011

untitled

day by day
items leave
in the cover
of darkness.
a lone idea
takes root
hopes to gather steam
a pandemic erupts
pushes thoughts
to action
when all is done
the room is empty
dust is left to roam
to collect uninterupted.