dust

there is dust
on the part of me
designed to love

“wash me”

written in the dirt
with the tip of finger

black hole

your lips are a black hole
aching to slow my time

the show

if falling in love
is like falling leaves
old things fading to make room for new
then you can count me in

if falling in love
is like a falling star
burning up while it enters the atmosphere
then i think i’ll pass

i’m ready
for the beginning of the new
as long as the new
isn’t on its way out

let’s be a dramatic intro
and settle in for the show
not a grand finale
and it’s time to go

cool morning

frost has landed outside
my breath in the air
grass footprints recede
to my dark house

i can hear you breathe
the quiet rhythm
is one i long to claim
to make mine

i rise in search
of a blanket
to keep my lover warm
to keep her here with me

she is gracious and kind
she is slender and long
she is feisty and fun
she is loving and mine

please stay sweet one
i’ll build you a fire
and keep you sheltered
from the cool morning

gift

you say i have a gift
but it’s a gift you’ve given me
just by being you
near me

the light before sunrise

the light before sunrise
falls long across your skin
climbing the curves of the earth
before it finds the curves of your body

the light before sunrise
barely reveals your silhouette
quietly slips through the window
as you slip into my shirt

the light before sunrise
rests on the sheet beside me
warms the edges of our space
while you warm the edges of my world

the light before sunrise
the center of the storm
the pause before life
the need with the want

return to me easily
slide into my arms
as the light before sunrise
slides back into its star