Friday, October 23, 2015

She has this smile

She has this smile
That I pray is mine
When she holds her hand
Over her mouth
And breaks my heart
And laughs -- the sound
Breaks me and rebuilds me
And I pray it's mine
And it's the same as
When she breaths into my ear,
Undone,
Not nearly as much as I am
Every time I hear her name.

Thursday, October 1, 2015

Slow burn

Slow burn fire
In my chest that
Flares and sears
The years I best
Held in the
Fears of feelings
Again
And what is right
Is what is wrong
And both before us
Melt in flame
Alongside
Strength
To save
Ourselves.