The air rushed to greet our faces

pushing hair above our heads

and running tendriled fingers through it.

It kissed our foreheads with fierce stings

till its icy burn overcame all else.


We plummeted with our minds

our mouths open in song,

our bony fingers intertwined.


Our sapphire veins rose high,

as our blood pumped faster,

pressing against each others milky skin.


Our heartbeats pounded in unison

as our laughter united in solemnity.


We fell until all that remained

were the echos of insane giggling

after our bodies were taken away.


In It Together

We grasp at the ladder

fingers slippery from past mistakes.


Hearts pounding in unison

the darkness claws at our heels

as our mouths open

in silent screams.


Suspended by invisible lines,

hair dangling in thick air,

movements too slow,

time too lost to breath.


If only mistakes could be wiped,

words left unspoken,

actions unwound.


We are met in matrimony

as our eyes meet.


Our hands are raised,

our palms kiss,

and then we let go.


The darkness is cold as we plunge

but our bodies are colder,

locked in a frozen embrace.

Meliorate Me

Meliorate me:


Through seaweed brushing ankles,

condensation kissing hair,

and bulbs pushing out of dark dirt

to greet the sky.


Through the boiling heat cooking skin brown,

tears dripping through every pore,

and warmth sitting heavy on a heaving chest.


Through changing colors sweeping across sky,

deaths graceful mark a foreshadowing,

and a single chromatic word.


Through icy tendrils dripping on my head,

coldness dancing through the air,

and the sharp sense of frigidness.

Seasons of mother nature

whisper in my ear the secrets.


Touch upon my heart and begin it,

the stitching and sewing,

till I’m whole again.

Meliorate me.


It’s presence was haunting.

That shimmer of silver

always lingering out of full sight

licking the tearstains from worn carpets

and chilling my warm hand.


It slept in the shadows

a figurine to the curious sunlight

but when darkness rose those eyes alit

and above my sleeping frame it would hover

watching as innocence took over my weary face.


It’s smell lingered long after it was gone

like a subtle rosy hue

to color the air

and tickle my lungs.


So cruel of it to leave me

with only the tiniest hint it was ever there

a remainder burnt deep into the pulsing scar

that it once healed with icy touch.


It wasn’t until I realized who it was

that the poison began to call.

For the chance was stolen by my obliviousness

and now she was lost forever

the only one who’d cared –

and now I was determined

to be lost with her.