LIPS AND KISSES IN WAVES

  On foreign soil I laid my feet in foreign arms I kissed on foreign streets. In other beds I gave my body on other beds locked in naked bodies. In fleeting holds I found my needs while fleeting was the hold that let me feed. In other hands I saw you take wondering what […]

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UNDER, ONWARDS & OVER

Washed over in whiskey and rum and falling, on a street, by a bridge in the lamplight as the river rushed under us onwards and out of sight, falling into each other in foreign lands into foreign hands sliding along foreign bodies, lean and slender, twists and thrusts of bodies curious to what they’d not […]

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FALLING ON FOREIGN SOIL

Amid a city of grey slate roofs I had painted my slate white, Washing everything I had been, Had seen, had loved and lost. Those old fears fell from me Like Fall’s gentle snowflakes As I stood on foreign soil, In a foreign land, with foreign rain Covering me and foreign words Falling all around […]

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In search of a Still Shining, Fading Star

I was once silent Amid the noise, Shadowing the world in stillness While all else- But I- Found its motion. I watched as dreams Slipped swiftly Through my fumbling hands- Hands powerless to awaken my slumber to the realm of reality. I’d been held And felt nothing in that very touch- Nothing but the visceral […]

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