You built prisms and I built towerstogether we built a city ofglass. The moon was nothing but a delicatechrysalis. You have shades bluer than my sea.I..
You laid me out carefully, a fresh bedon the clean side of town. But all I wantedwas something dark, like the last candle burning outin the wind, and ..
I remember the way your stubble felt against my chinwhen I fed you ellipses,how you made love to me in so many syllablesas if we were just beginning t..
We inhale painhold it in our handslisten to ituntil weunderstandand thepain becomesa part ofus.a dailyroutinea shadowfollowsthe emptinessyou don't not..