Last year was different

I waited and waited

For love-drenched flowers

And when they didn’t come

I knew they were from you.

Serendipity

I don’t care for

What you give me

If you can’t give me time

I want slices

Of serendipity

To always be mine

Epic fail

It can’t be a good thing

When you’re talking about us

And I’m talking about your career

And we’re both under the impression

That we’re talking about the same thing

Breakfast

In your world

We would perhaps

Do breakfast

In my world

You would surely

Be breakfast

Pull the other one

Don’t tell me how you wake up

And want me next to you

When we both know

How I’ve bled for this love.

As luck would have it

As luck would have it,
We met again in a crowded room.

Your friend turned to us and said:
“Do you two know each other?”
This is what I wanted to say:

I know every inch of the man behind that face. 
I know how his lips shape around a kiss.
I know what it is to love and be loved by him.
I know what it’s like when he’s asleep.

I know those hands, his scent, his breathing.
We’ve kept each other safe when we’re reeling.

I know what it feels like to bite him.
When he cries I know how he shakes.
He’s held my heart to keep it from breaking
And I can still see the thoughts in his head.

As luck would have it,
We met again in a crowded room.

Ties that bind

Wandering through

Barefoot today

Running friendship bands

Through my fingers

I remembered deeper ties

– Unrelenting, unfrayed

Heart knots – 
That still bind me 

To you.

Disappearances

I want your heart –

All 300 odd grams of it –

Where your lips are

So I can sink my teeth into

That resilient muscle

Until I am sated

Until I can learn to accept

Disappearances – the hallmark

Of being with you.