Monday, May 26, 2025

Her skin holds galaxies,

She moves as midnight

soft and sure,

with the hush of ancient rivers

and the thunder of knowing.


Her skin holds galaxies,

deep within stars

that never needed a sky

to shine so brightly.


Crowned in coils,

a living hymn to the sun’s kiss,

she walks through rooms

like that memory

bold,

unapologetically real.


Her laughter isn’t light,

it’s full and sailing,

the kind that carries stories

and electrifies the air

like a summer storm.


She is born from rhythm,

from spice, from flame,

from roots that remember

how to bloom in drought.


And when she looks at you,

you remember

what connection

was always meant

to feel like.


Wednesday, April 2, 2025

Be(loved)

I’ve watched you sleep,

your silent breaths rising and falling

like the moonlit tide that pulls me toward you.

I have counted the freckles on your skin,

mapped them like constellations,

traced the lines of you in the darkness.


You do not see me.

At least, not in the way I see you

as something sacred, something infinite.

I live in the spaces between your thoughts,

in the quiet moments when our hands

hover just before touching,

when your lips part but do not speak.


I want to be the air that fills your lungs,

the weight that steadies your steps.

Let me in.

Let me love you

the way the moon loves the tide—

pulling, pulling,

always pulling you home.


Tuesday, April 1, 2025

No need

you turn in sleep

(or something like it)

breath catching on the place

my name used to rest in your mouth.

fingers twitch. eye-lids relaxed  

muscle-memory, In Loving Memory,

the body prays in supine gestures it forgets by morning.


 your throat is bare.  
 I used to live there. 


I am the sigh that never


leaves the room.


the warmth that should


have faded.


the ghost of sweat


on your skin,


of hands pressed deep


into your ribs,


of wanting that


does not die.

Wednesday, January 15, 2025

Everything

 You were my everything 

Through forest and trees

Beyond questioning

You were my absolute             and

I guess that was too much