"and i'll live without you, love, but...

what good is one glove without the other?"



etched in the memory
of promises,
i promise this,
forever i am to remain
a captive of yr heart.

across waters
words, beats,
and broken blood vessels,
i discovered you,
in that instant
knew
eyes as dismal as those
could only burn true.

immersing myself in yr skin
i'm just looking for a way,
any way,
to be allowed in.

so i place a kiss here
whisper appreciation in yr ear
mouth between there
pull down at the back of yr hair
search for answers
in the depth of yr stare.

you have me
can destroy me
make me another one
of yr romantic war casualties
and this purple heart,
this black, blue, purple heart
i'll bear
in yr name.
i understand that the
consequences of pleasure
are marred
by those of pain.

i need you
will bleed of you
for you
until you decide you are through
a feeling not so familiar
but the story isn't new
just a romantic dance,
it plays beautiful and true
but as the music comes to an end
witness lovers turn friends
and admire as the sacred notion of love
remains
through and through.

soon i'll be left
with just these memories
to watch me
as i sleep
these captivating apparitions
haunting
my nondescript thoughts.