Cautious
I Am Patient
So Just Kiss Me
Too Many Nights
Traffic
You
You don't call
anymore
You say
it hurts
too much
your heart
like one of
those
fragile cactus flowers
cast amongst
thorny ribs
So be ready
to be
hurt.
I am patient
but do not push
for it is silently
my heart will break
one night
and with no words
you will find me gone
come morning
So just kiss me and let my hair
messy itself in your fingers
tell me nothing needs to be done-
no clocks need winding
There is no bell without a voice
needing to borrow my own
instead let me steady myself
in the arms
of a man who won't ask me to be
what he needs, but lets me exist
as I am
a blonde flame
a hurricane
wrapped up
in a tiny body
that will come to his arms
like the safest harbor
for mending
It's been
too many nights
of being with
to now be suddenly
without
Throw yourself
into the traffic of
his desire
unpredictable
red sports car
no helmet in hand
your heart a potential
red smear
in the hindsight of
his rear view mirror
You with your
gentle lightning
spinning like Orion
full of muscle
and all the patience
of stars
Hooked upon the pinnacle
of a desire
that arrests
itself
caught on the cross wires
of what could be
my mind turns to you
A pinhole of light
that softly hums
and murmurs
whose blurry edges
beg to come into view