I don’t know what else to do, so I am turning you into a poem

I don’t know what else to do So I am turning you into a poem I am here to remind you That is what you were made for The girl whose hands turned my blood to gold You are a poem I can no longer say out loud But inside inside me your name is […]

This is not a poem. This is a goodnight kiss.

This is not a poem. This is not a letter. This is not a plea. This is a negotiation. This is a good night kiss. This is what I have in mind. Open slowly for me, like stitches coming undone, One at a time, soft and sweetly cut under the swift nick of the blade. Make […]