Wednesday, 29 November 2017

Slow to Make the Bleed.

I feel though I’ve mistaken you
For one I’ve searched to find.
I thought myself a careful girl
But fooled myself for blind.

Saturday, 4 November 2017

The Absence that is You.

In the absence that is you
The clock ticks slowly.
My eyelids twitch
to the sound of the second hand
Until the spasms dull me to sleep.
I never needed you.
I never knew you
Before the linger of your gaze
Drew circles around each iris,
Until you were all I could see.

Wednesday, 7 June 2017

I can't.

You told me not to wait; say goodbye.
You told me not to wait but I can't lie.
Every second away I feel I die.
Without me, does the sun out west still shine?
Hold your hands above the fire. Singe,

Thursday, 2 March 2017

My Name.

I called your name out loud
As if saying it would make you appear,
As if you were waiting on me.
My mind quickens with questions
I've been longing to ask,
Are you saying my name too?
Are you sneaking the words in the night
Out the whispers of your lips
Letting desert sands carry them to me
Until my ears burn?
Say it again.
My name.
The warmth melts down my spine
Like Southern heat
Leaving me sun kissed.
Call to me again
And let the words burn the flesh
Until your soothing lips can heal
Or winter chills the bones.
Which will come first?

Monday, 10 October 2016

Ten, the Tone

Ten, the tone that rings the clock
Been waiting for this hour.
At three and four I thought I'd stop
But proves I'm just a coward.
I saw you once as what you were
But lied myself believed
Quick to batt an eye or two
I had myself deceived.
As hours round the year again
Your presence didn't miss
With every waking minute than
Your name fell off my list.
Came the suitors here and there
I'm all but fare to greet
I kept one a time or two
Though never in the sheet.
Why the longing face of mine?
Most quick to jump the bones.
I know to well this feeling I've
Reset the clock all lone.