Tuesday, November 16, 2010

The Unknown

Who are you?; he whispers.
Walks around me,
assessing, challenging.
A deep need.
A desire, a foundation for flames.
He touches lightly
uncertain of the authenticity.
A fleeting kiss,
Who are you?
Gathers his appetite, his ardor,
reaches, pulls me into his arms.
A deep sigh.
I hear the word...”you”.
Far away and falling fast
fear claws, rigid, thick.
He resurrects me,
he's in me.
And I can't breath.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010


I'm falling,
I'm falling apart in silence.
A quiet desperation.
A slow motion separation,
a daily shattering
of self.
Clinging, yet falling.