Saturday, June 28, 2014

This is the botany of love.

It's quiet, but knowing. Anxious, but hopeful.
It's a flash of warmth that crosses into pieces you didn't know you had.
It's the dreamy limbo between awake and exhausted.
It's terrifying to know that something must inevitably change.

Sunday, June 22, 2014

This is the alchemy of love.

It is passionate. It is chemical.
It makes no sense and seeks no approval.
It is accepting things so widely that it hurts sometimes but it ought to.
It is inside of everything we say and do.
It is the hundreds of reasons for why we smile when we have no reason to.

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

From fated love to us imbued
your fill in me, and mine in you.
And in our unclothed skin we feast
Our bloodlines flowing from the East.

I did not find for what I'd come
No loose ends tied, no setting sun.
Instead our love rose from the ash,
binding future to the past.

I let this festered pain in me
spiral out as ecstasy
It twisted through your shattered husk
and stole away my breath to dusk.

They say that when it's time to die, 
That time stands still and pain subsides.
to freeze the final moment when
your darkest hell sees light again.