Tuesday, November 25, 2014

I should write




I should write
Something
But the moon
Suddenly
Hides her face
From me
As words
Dissipate
Gentle surrender
Into the dark
Blending into the night
Leaving
Vapors trace
Whisper smoke
Bending rise

For now

I smile

I know
I see
The smile in
The slivering phase
Cautious return

I should write
Something

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Passing

She
Smiles
With full lips
Smoldering
Succulent

Ripe

Waiting only
For me to pluck
The fruit
Of simmering flame
That only Awaits
The breath of life
Passing