Thursday, 20 October 2016

OctPoWriMo - Days 18 and 19


We both became senseless
from the sense of each other;
this senseless act
has never made more sense.

With my eyes mirroring yours
and pheromones mingling
as our bodies merge,
we hear each other's breathlessness
and make mouths make
a multitude of tastes.

Our senses sing
to make a single sense;
making us senseless,
if you will.


The trees kept our secret
and shared it with us
as we kissed,
their leaves casting
lace-like light
over our surging bodies,
wanting, wishing,
never wavering.

They gave us shade
and rustled as we whispered
in papery harmony.

We unified further
thanks to their care.

Count their rings,
and find us there.

Monday, 17 October 2016

OctPoWriMo - Day 17


I savour each second I get of your company,
Letting the salt of your earth settle on me
As I settle in your arms and mind
And let my tongue feel your flavour.

Your minerals nourish me as I awake
Inside your flowery bed,
Your silt and seed making snowdrops grow
Inside the fields of my flowery head.

Sunday, 16 October 2016

OctPoWriMo - Days 14, 15 and 16


The shameful sight that others see
Has nought to do with us,
For loving wipes away the years
So we are all that matters.


My dreams of you are speckled blue;
It's become my life's colour,
In spite of myself.

My grey and navy eyes meet your turquoise
In a darker version,
As we advance from your teal front room
To your cornflower bed.

We rise to meet midnight,
In cerulean hues;
Please say you'll forget me not.


You know me in depth,
Recalling nearly every version of myself.

I make new versions for you,
Building up the layers of colour;
An oil painter, trying hard to avoid creating cracks
As they glaze.

You turn my oils to watercolour
As we create new depths together;
A shining sea, imprimatura,
Letting light reflect through layers of us both.

Thursday, 13 October 2016

OctPoWriMo - Days 12 and 13


Strong as the bridges that keep me from you,
Strong as the pain that threatens to crush me,
And strong as the clocks that take time with you from me.

Strong as the heartbeat that sounds out for you,
Strong as the arms that draw me to you,
And strong as the bridge that brings me to you.


I step into your shimmering stream
Knowing the same water won't wash me twice.

Your droplets sparkle in the spray
And spangle my gaze with glitter.

Settling on my face, you crystallise as the sun dries me,
Marked in permanence as a sugared snowflake on my skin,
That wills me to lie down in the current
To be sweetened by you further.

Your words flood my ears as the water rushes,
Echoing the flow of blood, and love,
As we swim.

Tuesday, 11 October 2016

OctPoWriMo - Days 10 and 11


It was in your arms that I unfolded,
Like a fortune teller finally
Giving up its childish secrets.
Papery and delicate, I lay there fragile
Susceptible to your every breath,
But also strong from every fold,
Creating a new structure
To withstand all.
Soon you'd set me down again
And ply me into a paper boat,
Wrapping me for the wind
So as to sail me on the sea,
Knowing that I'd sail soon back to you
Blown there by your breeze.


Our lively laughter prompts the sun to rise
And casts a golden ray across our backs;
These glints of glitter glimmer in your eyes
As smiles make up for everything I lack.
The morning breaks, and yet our worlds are fused
By grass that's gleaming joyful in the dew;
It shimmers soft, hydrogenated muse,
Illumined by the breathlessness of you.
By night our laughter drops to whispers bright
That shine inside the moonlight's silver shards;
Your light words give my spirit endless height
And scatter skies with endless patient stars
That fill my world with lively sparks of you,
That all my days with lightness do imbue.

Sunday, 9 October 2016

OctPoWriMo - Day 9


OctPoWriMo - Days 7 and 8


I taste your words between my lips
And roll their sweetness on my tongue;
Smooth, not cloying, gently melting
From the warmth of both of us.

You enter my bloodstream thereafter,
And nourish me with all I need.
Your taste upon my lips does linger
As inside my body you dissipate.


I glisten like granite in your hands,
Helping you write the words that come next;
Like sandstone, I hold you as you drip through me,
Filtering out all that skims the surface;
And like dolomite, I crystallise pink and white,
Refusing quite to effervesce.

Thursday, 6 October 2016

OctPoWriMo - Days 5 and 6


Senses sharp,
I pick up your signals,
Interest piqued.

The briefest touch
of your meandering hand;
The brightest spark
in your sharp eyes;
The heart that's hidden
in your voice;
The vetiver of your
scent of choice,
And the taste of the coffee
you hand me
help me sense
a sense of us.


I am the one who must bear much,
Doomed to never have his touch -
At least not always mine alone,
Just momentary, brief and lone.

You may well wonder what I've done
To be deserving of this fate.

I, too, wonder just as much.

His riches are not mine to keep,
And this we must return to earth,
The secrets of the gods forever unrevealed.

Whenever I reach for him, he is raised from my grasp;
Whenever he could quench my thirst, he recedes from me.

I am the one who must bear much.

Tuesday, 4 October 2016

OctPoWriMo - days 3 & 4


Reflecting and refracting light
You sparkle in my mind,
Propelling me glitteringly
Through moments without you.

Split me open and you'll see yourself there,
Glimmering like gemstones mined
From deep in God knows where,
Built up over years of you.

Give yourself to me as a gift
So that you'll always be mine;
Be the sparkler in my sky,
The eternal shimmer of you.


You light with lavender
my mulberry mind,
and make mauve
our otherwise
purple world.

Lilac eyes
find periwinkle plains
as our irises look
into our heather hearts;
together we create
a violet sky.

Sunday, 2 October 2016

OctPoWriMo - Days 1 & 2


My time for you is limitless in heart;
A macrocosm, maybe, of your time for me.
And time is all that keeps us both apart
And crystallises all that we both see.
It shapes us like the sea upon a stone
And yet can vanish at our will;
Your time is just what ripples through my bones,
And it's your time that makes my heart beat still.


The void exists no more for me
For it is filled by you.

You matter to me.

Particles of you are left all 
Even when you're gone,
For you are a     tom     ic
Avoiding the void
To take place in my space.