- On the table
before us are
many small, round
teacups filled
to the brim with
desire.
- Waiting in the bone-
chilling rain, with doubtful
hope he will turn around
and apologize, I've lost
all control.
- I am living,
I am writing on
a notecard but
I am living.
- The clouds
annoyingly
lingered tempting
us of what
may follow.
- Dirt roads silent as
night falls. Stars
scatter across
the sky making
the milky way
visible. Coyotes
sing crossing barren
field.
- I find that I only smile
when he smiles...
Is that love?
- Black
needle injecting ink
like sun into flowers.
The pain of feeling
alive courses through
as the picture fades
through.
- Your touches
are like
little bugs
on my
porcelain
skin.
- Slowly falling
out of reality
and the only things
keeping me here
(feet on the muddy ground)
are you & your embrace.
- The peer pressure
felt like a dress
size too small.
