Grievous (G) Bodily (B) Harm (H). 
Someone crushed your heart so fine
that all I could do was snort that shit up
line after line you burn like ice
your shards of glass cut me into pieces
you're pure
you're ecstasy
you're my favorite stretch of speed
I wanna get down
get high
get lifted
get off
off of you.

Wild Places.
Carve your name upon a marble heart
a testament of time
when fidgeting hands will scratch initials into veins that bleed
dripping ink
till the fields flow red with desire

because when eyes grow dim and the light fades out
the skies will shine like a map made of diamonds

yet my eyes squeeze shut and my breath will give out

because as long as it has been since I last saw your face

the innocence in your eyes is so hard to erase.

Folding Into You Like A Prayer.
Your hands
are wild and wandering beasts
predators of the night
solemn soldiers in silent prayer
wordless warriors that rip and tear
taking what they will
eager fingers that gnaw and gnash
at swollen skin
marking and bruising
enter O! sacred Knights
into this carnal temple of sin
bleed me dry
and make me whole again.

Making Out.

Kiss me like you mean it

instead of making eyes

pussy-footing around the obvious

something so inevitable should not be ignored

so get over here and pull me in
break me with your embrace

and cut my mouth with your diamond studded tongue
slicing like daggers

making me numb

brand your mark all over this body

like paint on canvas
smear yourself virgin sheets

so when you are gone
I can touch myself
and call it poetry.

White Elephant.

I have to pretend that I don’t see you

walking out of that cafe we used to go to,

together.

I have to pretend that I’ve moved on

like the boundaries we built to keep people out

haven’t closed in on me,

alone.

Imaginary Wasteland.

We share precious forevers with strangers
and table scraps with those who really matter

they clutch with bloodied palms onto straws
what is left of a dying hope that glitters
fragments of broken dreams

or shattered glass that catch the light

and throw sun beams across empty rooms

for a moment we close our eyes and are taken back

to when a smile
could set the skies on fire.

Ace of Hearts.

Love is a casino

and we played hot shooters

rolling the dice

in a game of craps where even the house folds

you find yourself lost

clothed in shades of black and black

a queen among jokers

a king surrounded by fools

so you kiss as if searching for a one-bet gamble

let me be the ace

who papers your heart with rainbows

and proves to you that colour blind

is a temporary state of mind. 

Lost / Found. 

I am the traveller

wide-eyed and eager

a stranger in a strange land

lost along the curve of your hips

following the trail on your lips

you speak to me in tongues

and set my mouth on fire

your body is a hieroglyph of secrets

and my hands wander

searching for the secrets

lost to others

who have come before.

Patience, Love.

You are an ocean of blankets

stripping me clean

and washing away my sins

I am a sailor lost

buoyed into submission

by the motion of your hands

stroking,

stoking the flames like a forest fire

sucking the air from my lungs

and slipping

wet and wild into my waking dreams

soaking my skies in a crimson red.

Red Roses.

Your burning desire has
peppered this heart with land mines

everywhere you touch is marked by rusty barbed wires

and I let you in
because you pound on me like a battering ram

and precious real estate is bartered for empty poems and vacant eyes

you push your heart up against mine
and I drop my guard for you

like clothes that pool at my ankles
in towering waves of regret

now flagrant memories distill a whole year into a day

fool, I exchanged party favours
for a crown made of straw. 

Love or Forfeit.

The night disguises itself

in a kaleidoscope of shadows
playing with temptation
and fading into you
I hide between those twilight hours

with fingers that dance
breaking the boundaries
between sin and madness

turning and twirling

deft dervishes lost in mystical delirium

spinning into oblivion

I see through dazed eyes that sweat emotion
you are in everything I do, everything I touch, everything I taste

I am spoilt for a taste of something forbidden

caught in a desperate battle where there are no victors
just a land stained with lust
and martyred promises that smell of you.

Burn.
You crawl under my skin
I look at you
and your smile stretches like fingers under my shirt
winding their way into my spine
touching my heart and stoking desire
all this time I wanted to be the poet
but with you I want to be the poem
that plays on your tongue
and rolls off your lips.

An Education.

Why do they say 

that time heals all wounds

when instead of forgetting

I keep going back,

back to a place

I'd rather forget

back to the one,

who taught me regret.