be very quiet
& hear
my heart sing
one word from you
and my fragile wings
will break.
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For A Night And Forever
This heart is not a room for rent
that you may leave from as in you went,
at the hour of your liking, late in the eve
there are no doors carved inside my rib.Thus I cannot simply, casually let you go
as though business has been transacted so.
There will be no doorman at the ring of a bell
and I will not usher you out with a farewell.
how much and how long
how much wine
and how many days
is it going to take to get
you off my mind
and can’t I check
out until then?do I have to sit here
feeling
every moment,is that necessary,
to remember
soft kisses
at 6 am
or
to have to drive
by your exit
at all
Burn Me
And I may soak my skin under the sun
lather its golden rays until I am blistered from burns.
I may play hide and seek beneath embers
and baste myself with the gray, smoldering cinders
of a fire but I will never know warmth
as hearty and fervidly heated as your kiss;
flame and stellar Phoebus’ scorches will fall tepid.
They will quaver, drop on their bruised egos, puny knees.
