With our legs entwinedWhen darkness withers awayWe see each othersNaked body and Soul. As we get as raw as we canOur silence speaks, a trillionwords to each otherAs we spoon ourselves to eternity…
Noise and Meaning
Between those “typing…” messagesand the Skype video callswhich never came;I wonder what it wasthat lingered between usand that kept us goingon and on then.Between those walks on the beach, dinners, stealing kisses, and multi-shot photographs;I don’t know what was noise andwhat had meaning…
If sheets could talk
If sheets could talkthey would tell you about her tearshis lonelinesstheir ecstasy and love stains…
Still fighting…
He walked in,She looked up;Their breaths met,Hair was unmade. Clothes came off,Her back arched off the bed;She enjoyed the ride,He knew when to stop. They slept together,Making love silently;“The fight is still on”She whispered at first light…