30 April 2014

last kiss - III

so blame me on the drink, love
it sure floods your moral high ground
your kisses refuse to be cowed
on

floored

just when I think
we can salvage friendship
from these embers,

you run your fingers
through my hair.
on

29 April 2014

last kiss - II

what did you
sing that day,
that last day
we kissed?
on

last kiss - I

you were most enjoyable
dead drunk
switching between kisses
and songs
on

all I want

your rugby jersey,
our bed, rain
and you.
on

so funny we cried

if you're doing something
might as well do it right:
we bagged the award for
being so funny we cried.
on

idiocy - II

we were idiotic, yes, yet:
no commonplace idiocy us;
we were superbly idiotic.
on

27 April 2014

violent goodbye

raw
this ache
heart on fire

we let us burn
a violent goodbye
haemorrhaging now
on

star signs

our
star signs
are compatible.

I wish we were.
on

90 days - IV

you, gently taking my hands
guiding them to your hair -
trusting, happy
content

me, sitting here knowing
this is goodbye; not
telling you.
on

surrender - VII

touching you
burnt all my fingers
my tongue

silenced now
I dare not breathe
we are fire
on

surrender - VI

don't even ask me
what colour the sheets were
all I saw was you
on

surrender - V

stop talking already
I don't need more friends
shut up and kiss me again
on

surrender - IV

three places were ours
every place is now yours
on

surrender - III

you are too delicious
for words; stop
talking
on

surrender - II

you keep coming back
I keep letting you
on

surrender - I

I shouldn't have to
fight to kiss you
give me you
(again)
on

space - IV

licking whiskey
off those lips,
you taste like fire.

when you fall silent,
I turn into
ice again.
on

space - III

we must stop
playing this game
of ice and fire
on

space - II

then you speak
all this space disappears
I breathe again
on

space - I

separated from you
all these words count for nothing
when you are silent
on

08 April 2014

grief - II

there are days
that will mock you
for the rest of your life
on

grief - I

dealing in darkness
empty-handed
hero dead
on

06 April 2014

blood

I gave you
everything but blood
but you finally drew that too
on

03 April 2014

things I will miss - II

I will
miss how you
panic

saying my name
over again, trying to delay
the inevitable

this
long-overdue
goodbye
on

02 April 2014

things I will miss - I

only you
use that name
I love how it sounds
in your lovely mouth
I will miss that
when I go
on

90 days - III

I'm ready for goodbye
baby you don't even know it
sleep securely tonight
on

90 days - II

you came with a 90-day warranty
my attention span never lasts so long;
this test drive has been amusing
a three-month trial and you're gone.
on

90 days - I

little do you know
I will be returning you
seven days hence

your naïveté is
rather refreshing
on

01 April 2014

play it by ear

April Fool's is a good day
to tell someone you
love them
on
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