read up

coffee glazes

his tongue

the sweet forgiveness

of morning

for the promises

of midnight

a yellow tinge

seeps into her skin

as morning light

bathes nearby

warming the wood

her toes once tread

a lilting melody

pierces the veil

between souls

damned to brush

their loving touch

through its

unforgiving

fibers

silence

predicated upon

understanding

she screams

the taste

of midnight air

on her tongue

the house is

screaming

it sings in the shower

it whistles

in the summer

when the cool wind blows

rustling

through the rafters

we dance

to the tune

the mist

swirls

clicks

swollen flesh rots

on a distant shore

she sits

the wax

melts

the scent

bees buzzing

endless scrolling

finally

ends

grief is

like dust on

crumpled paper

it percolates

into a carafe full

of memories

then drifts

into a morning cup

that which breath

drew in

cannot

be so

easily expelled

our love

is a respite

for us

alone

she dozed

in the space

above her bed

the quiet

sun

gazing her way

the pertinent

moment

drenched in

waiting

the dictionary

definition

of her

clashing

technicolor

threads

weave

a new cloth

a tumultuous

marriage

of hues

typewriter keys

dangle

on a chain

a graveyard

of memories

around

your neck

she found

purchase

on the strings

that played

an augmented sixth

she slept

in modulation

comfort in

chaotic

movement

a tavern

dimly lit

white snow

darkening its door

held deep

in its belly

ale and

the revolution

she danced

on the line

between

pride and

pain

the flames

danced

with her

as she

burned

i found my eyes

could not open

but for a moment

anxiety is my closest friend

we take walks and sip coffee

on verandas that overlook

my mind

the rain perches

in my soul

a perfect sonata

lulls me

i drift

even a flood

leaves but a

dew drop

in its wake

hello

to your heart

which meets

mine

on the way

i contemplate

my mortality

soak like

a sponge

the juice

of knowledge