Depleted

It makes me
Something less than weak
To know I will never again
Have you between these arms

Weaker still to know I will have her

Snore

Each breath of yours is thunder
From a distance I crave it
The sound of your rolling rumble
From close I am struck with terror

With only your embrace as refuge from the storm

Seaside Buffet

I've traveled many places
Nowhere as warm and pristine
As between your supple thighs
I will gladly dine along these shores

Until your ocean tide consumes me

Oasis

Your lips are
The last drops of water
I wouldn't have made it
Across this desert plain

Without these to look forward to

Denial

It's agony both ways
Not knowing where you are
Just knowing you're not here
Or knowing where you are

And knowing you're not here

In the Dark

Will you find me
In our darkest hour
Will you hear my voice
In the quiet of the night

Or is it the abyss you long for

Fixated

This watched pot boils
Just as quickly and furiously
As had I ignored it
My patience yields only more

Excitement and expectation

Seasoned

Today is the shortest
And in fact the darkest day
Let it be so, I don't mind
If all this darkness truly means

The days ahead are ripe for more light

Apocalypse

I want to express
The beauty in everything
Even though lately my obsession
Has been the hidden beauty

She fears will escape me once unveiled

Leverage

I want you on top
As a matter of size it's
Simpler for me to elevate you
Than you I, to new heights but

I delight in seeing you in the sky

Crumbling

She stood eroded
From his disdainful lashings
Too afraid to embrace him
Too proud to be embraced

Too embarrassed to console herself

Distinction

It's disappointing
To see you suffering
At the idea of being with me
It's disrespectful to watch you

Denounce what I have been for you

Wipe Clean

The bleeding stopped
Months ago
But if we do not sanitize
Immediately

The infection will consume us forever

Touch Wicks

My candle dwindles
It's been burning alone
For too long now
But don't despair for my wax

All I need is for you to catch the flame

For the Taking

Pleasantries after harshness
You can't plants new seeds
On scorched earth
This is all long talk and lip service

This land will never forget your cruel harvest

From Your Throne

I have pleased you fifty
Different ways with my tongue
Each time by virtue of
Listening to the voice

That you can't even here

Too Late

I totally resent you
I don't resent you so I can move on
This rush in my chest
Doesn't feel like it's protecting me

I resent you because I can no longer swallow the truth