eyelids heavy with hindsight but who can say what's wrong or right, or wrong with your gin lips on my skin like they belong red lipstick smudged on smooth sheets once white while your warm hands are begging me, please stay the night your soft blue bedroom eyes will make me feel safe and strong, … Continue reading Visit
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Ekphrasis
You are a novel, my love. And I am a bibliophile locked in an abyss of captivation. You are a gift of concinnity, my love. And I am unable to characterize this ineffable enchantment. You are my story's axis, my love. And I can only describe you with anecdotes. You are a philistine's worst nightmare, … Continue reading Ekphrasis
Coffee Breath
Matthew was cradling his coffee in his hands, close to his chest as if it was a wounded bird. He had swirled it around a few times like he never wanted it to be empty. Was he even drinking it? His head was subtly tilted to the left and his lips parted just enough that a simple … Continue reading Coffee Breath
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