I am fascinated more
by distance...

I find it quite peculiar
the way you blow kisses in my hair...

Love, like nature
has its teeth (all pointy with malefic intent...

I dreamed of you last night
for reasons unbeknown...

Words perch
on my tongue...

I suppose I thought you were composed of
abstruse things...

There was a man on Cops last night;
sobbing like someone had just pinched his heart...

I slurp the days of lemonade
with parched lips...

Too many times,
I've ambushed myself...

I never noticed her, just two stools......a way;
we both sat with bleary eyes...

I love you, I loathe you
please (don't) flit away...

Like all the men
I've ever adored...