Bile rises
as you kiss my throat.
Your hand at my waist,
my stomach in knots.
My body betrays my heart.
Despite my best intentions,
I do not desire you.
And so I let my mind wander
to pleasant afternoons
on foreign shores.
Thus distracted I can long endure.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
My thoughts while watching "Persuasion"
For Caroline Norton
Because I cannot tell you that I love you:
I will ask about your day,
inquire after your family,
dig for your secrets.
I will say nothing of importance.
Because I cannot tell you that I love you:
My mouth will feel filled with sand
My lips like parchment
My tongue will swell and consume my whole mouth.
Petrified I will become as stone and wood.
Because I cannot tell you that I love you:
I will endure your teasing,
welcome your beatings,
beg your forgiveness.
(My skin under your touch, lightning during the storm.)
Because I cannot tell you that I love you:
My stomach will knot,
my legs shake,
my knees falter.
The unpredictability of my legs mirrors your actions.
Because I cannot tell you that I love you:
I will suffer.
Silently willing my wayward heart home again.
I am not distracted by the mess
The piles of clothes, books, and movies
in the living room
create a soothing cocoon
around my wayward heart.
Lying on the corner of the couch
my head on your shoulder
the truth of our friendship
sits patiently behind my lips.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
In progress...(on my morning drive)
Your eyes are the color of the sky before the storm,
when all the air is both ominous and safe.
when all the air is both ominous and safe.
A world in silent anticipation,
like a lover under the lash
never knowing when the lighting will strike.
like a lover under the lash
never knowing when the lighting will strike.
In hushed tones, you tell me I belong to you.
Foolishly, I believe that you are mine.
Foolishly, I believe that you are mine.
I am addicted to the sugar that you give me.
Addicted to sugar
Saccharine will not do.
Addicted to sugar
It’s the time I spend with you.
Addicted to sugar
Sprinkled on the side.
Addicted to sugar
I've long since lost my pride.
Addicted to sugar
my tears taste of salt
my tears taste of salt
Addicted to sugar
And I refuse to stop.
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