Archive for March, 2012

Sweet Bitterness

March 17, 2012

the ache in the hollow of my heart connects me to us

to you

i embrace the pain of my broken mass

allowing the weeping organ to grieve


The Lover

March 17, 2012

Your mere presense is foreplay
No need for touch or glance
Breath quickens
Blood thickens
Love is near, perchance