call me blue (haiku)
all day long, its you...
Like
red lips...
In the midnight hours,
soul exposed...
let us sit behind wanting eyes and
watch tears tear flesh...
Don't let me wander
in alleys of yesterday...
I breathe you in me deeply,
Savor spices from your skin...
I'm glad that it's a secret --that your words fill...
and that you haven't seemed to notice the fake...
With my eyes closed I see you clearly,
I feel your hand slip into mine...
Laced together inevitably:
we have finally managed to fold in upon each...
It feels like soon
we have to decide...
Dance class was a time to learn poise
class should shine through it all...
They drain from pretty eyes,
the baggage with the tides...