Saturday, May 28, 2011

no roses

and we, we don't make love
no romance and no roses
not here

because when we fuck
(we fuck)
love manifests
athena, fully formed
too strong for any
two word verb

when we fuck
God burns in the space
no longer between our skin

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

this is not

this is

not because you sent me more love letters than i could ever burn
not because i stretched my world across your too stable frame like a tent
nor because i have the love to forgive your sins and love you still

this is because when i see you, i soar like a soul to God