ardent kisses
adrift on naked air
my skin, raw
Tag: NaPoWriMo
letters
Before
the letters fell
in pieces between
the lines, I thought
maybe I’d glimpsed
that one word:
love.
I rolled over
to catch my breath
sometime after
that.
April blizzards
Winter has been showing Toronto how tenacious it can be by giving us a couple blizzards so far this spring. Or maybe Spring is just being lazy and Winter is being a great friend and covering for it.
April blizzards,
the most bashful
of snowflakes
finally work up
the courage
to fall.
I don’t mind, really. I love snow.
Happy hump day 😉
I don’t want to pack
Claim to be packing
but eat cookies for breakfast
and write a haiku
call me dancer
If I did not dance today,
does that mean I’m not a dancer?
Maybe tomorrow
I’ll wake up,
and dance
frantically
like they say not to
beautifully
everyone’s guilty pleasure
ugly
so that they’ll call me an artist
fluidly
to send the blood to my fingers and toes
heart beating
rigorously until my body cannot withstand
the draining
my energy donned in droves
from passion
and temper
so that no can can dispute
no one can deny
sacrifice my life to prove and
call myself dancer.
They’ll have to agree.
lipstick
sip tea from dainty china cups
imprinting lavish coloured stains around the rim
the footprint of painted lips
a kiss thankful for the sweet taste
remain crystallized for the next sipper
appointment
Why are you so late?
Your abundance of hours
My time is worthless
ecstasy
forget everything
embrace ecstasy and then
stumble home happy
Contrasting Eyes
He looked down at himself
and saw adequacy.
She looked at him
and saw brilliance
-her heart skipped a beat.
who would?
wake up, make pancakes
test food for poison… wait, what?
you’re not important
Some call it red 