I want my man like I want my books: warm to touch, smooth on the inside but rough along the edges, leather-bound with a hard back, filled with sordid stories to tell. Advertisements
“What’s the difference between loving someone and being in love with them?”
Continue reading “The difference”
That moment in the dark when
you miss the last step on the
staircase, when you catch the
breath in your throat and your
body stiffens and prepares to fall..
that is how it feels when
I hear your name.
I want you tossed and turned,
and tussled in my bed. I want you
lost in the messy chaos of the sheets,
buried in your own breath, clawing
your way out with my name on your Continue reading “Tossed and turned”
Maybe the wind
has withered your shape,
maybe the sun has dried
up all your leaves, maybe Continue reading “Nest”
I’ve met too many men
who loved my surface but
feared my depth. I’m a crazy,
chaotic maelstrom of laughter
& warmth, happiness & nostalgia. Continue reading “Entwine”
Call it what you will, but entangled particles exist.
Continue reading “Soulmates”
Poets are fools
who have mastered the
art of arranging and
rearranging the same
twenty six letters
to spell love.
Make coffee, so that the whole place smells like hazelnut. Put on some Marvin Gaye, turned down low. Slide back under the sheets with me.
Continue reading “The perfect way to wake me:”
I don’t want you to go, I used to say,
when it was still another way to say I love you.
Continue reading “Curling”
You tell me you love me, but you
can never choose me. We were a
juxtaposition from the start. Continue reading “Juxtaposition”
Honestly, you don’t have to take me anywhere. You don’t have to buy me anything. You don’t have to do any of those cliche rituals that people think are required of them when they are in a relationship. You just have to see me. Take the time. Care enough to peel back my layers and scale my walls. That’s all I really want. I can buy my own flowers.
I want no ordinary love.
One that defies reason.
One that redefines romance. Continue reading “No ordinary love”