pouring all your love into a broken vessel and slicing your hands on the shards
full nakedness
To be naked and in love: not all nakedness is intimate but this is and we are
Re: tabanca
re: tabanca It will always surprise. It will come like a thief, in the night in old love songs like waves in full tide like the dull ache of a bruise. And it will linger. re:re tabanca Much like the tides, it will flood, but it will ebb And like the bruise, it will fade. You will learn to sing new songs.
“And in my first year of college I was with this girl and I called it a thing.”
I loved you most when you were bold and bashful wildeyed at 4 am and brilliant up late in the kitchen sniffing daikon and shrugging tasting everything i loved you most when we were two warm bodies moving together through the night fitting perfectly
artifice
we speak in riddles and doublespeak and half-finished glances i am tired of never saying what i mean and hoping you understand me: coy but ready you: distant but yearning everything is artifice and we are just playing parts Day 3-Write about interpersonal relationships and the games we play to avoid vulnerability.
Love Like a Mango
Dec 22, 2014 There was a fullness to our love like that mango just within your reach unblemished and warm falling straight into your palm eaten under the shade of the tree juice dripping down your elbow temporary in its bliss, but perfect in that moment.
24 april 2014
you are not a graceful sleeper but i have learned to love your sprawled sighs when i can’t sleep.
Sins of the Flesh
Flesh only begets more flesh And this flesh of mine -formed in sin and shapened in iniquity- knows only lust and I dance between longings. Flesh begets more flesh.
Tensions
–> I am beginning to name my knots. Let one in my neck be Wanting from every time I clenched my jaw after breathing in her scent. Let the tightness in my shoulder be Disappointment who is also called Shame a product of still wanting him to touch me even though we both know he shouldn’t and being caught between recoiling and not. Finally, the chronic ache in my back will be Distance from consistently loving people that are too far away. In the same way one muscle contracts as the other relaxes these pains are interconnected and I know…
Requiem
I only love those slender boys with slight frames when they remind me of you.