Post-Valentine’s Post

Crash down

Out of time

Inevitable pain

– gloom and dismay

Are you okay?

The ground shakes

Lips meet.

Tongues locked between.

Hands low below

Hips pressed against,

Hard. Shaft.


Drunk on euphoria

Finally lost in you . . . . .

And now?

A moment of distance, pause.

A craved engraved

You can’t,

– shake gravity

– climb walls

– break chains.

Just breath.

Walk once more

You’re still the reason

My lungs rise

Heart pounding, falls

No thinking now

Time gone

Final goodbye

Until next time? (sigh)

Every thought



Comes crashing into

My emotional storm

A mess locked in

The distant storm.

Just come home?