Good morning

I haven’t woken up next to him yet,
but god I crave his good morning
mumbled into the coolness
of my pillowcase.

*How do you say good morning in your language?



You have twisted yourself around
me, entangled in fingers, in words,
in limbs, in sheets. We don’t have
the greatest luck on our side,
but I promise, I will keep loving
you like this. Wear my words, like
a vow like a promise on your skin,
I will keep loving you like this.

*For #wildwondrouswords #febwwwchallenge hosted by @cc_writes
Background art by @monaa_mf

Good news

I want to be the sort of scripture that
you are not afraid to call Good News.
I’d like to be the verses that
sink through your blood stream
and anchor themselves to your pulses
when you are unsure of this world.

I don’t want you to worship the
frayed binding of my spine, but
I want to be the reason you believe
in something bigger than the parables
etched in my skin like hymns.

The background music is the intro of the song 🎶 Hamari Adhuri Kahani 💔
Background artwork from the amazing gallery of @tanyashatseva, no copyright infringement intended

365 Wonders

I wake up with at least 1000 words
in my head every day. About half
of them disappear down the drain
when I shower. I play with the other
half like a set of legos, mentally
constructing and deconstructing,
until I make something I like.
Those are the words I write down.
On good days, I call the remaining words poetry.
On bad days, I call them shit.
Continue reading “365 Wonders”

I didn’t expect that

I didn’t expect that I was gonna fall for you,
but it was 4am and we were laughing too hard..
I didn’t expect that I was gonna hang on to your every word,
as if your voice was dry land & I was drowning in the way you spoke.
I didn’t expect that I was gonna become a slave to your laugh,
the way your radiant smile can show your humbling modesty
and mischievous curiosity. No, I didn’t expect this at all.