You had this way of
applying pet names...

A half-written poem
can only be penned by a...

Tasteless, were the cups
I held in my hands, even...

You are not obligated
to pick a brush and paint...

I thought the rippled
effects of my voice...

I felt your presence in places
when I was sure I was all alone...

Last night I was brave enough to
rest my burdened head against...

Prejudiced -- am I?
This heart only obeys that...

To a belated promise that
never made it on time. To...

As if your silence has
awakened the distance...

And I still compare all
men to you; they always...

Its burning me with every
pump; the blood flowing in...