stone sin

I ache for your words,
for the way they sank into my soul,
like barbed wire, beach sand, and rock and roll;
kissed me soundly until my breath was gone
told me gently that the world was –
wrong and we were –
right.
Don’t let the floral arrangements keep you
from crashing through my window anymore –
shatter glass onto my floor,
and leave the orchids weeping in despair,
without a care.

27 Comments

  1. I’m with Paul on his reaction. It’s always a pleasant surprise to see a new post from you 🙂

      1. Well seeing your work always inspires me to be a better writer, or better person, so at the very least you are positively impacting another soul. For that, the praise is well deserved, and happily given. 🙂

  2. I love the phrasing here, “told me gently that the world was – wrong and we were – right.” Without stating the obvious, you’ve revealed breathlessness in a way I’ve not seen before.

Love you, too

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