don't be afraid, baby
just slip out of your skin
wander in
enjoy the air on your bones;
...
a name is written here
upon my heart.
it burned this melting fiery path
that descended
...
for the darkness,
i have dedicated hours, destroyed
the minute hand and
banished sense entirely.
...
you are
what i tell you to be. i
and i alone
give you your identity;
...
Settled in the rift between two people,
she hears them asleep
in Life;
...
i read in the newspaper about
a young woman raped
by an aquaintance;
she decided not to press charges,
...
they say nothing can live
in the frost-bound coldness
of december, but here,
unfolding despite this bitter air:
...
Other poets express it best
in rhyme i would not hope to imitate.
THEIR words could pierce that icy heart
far better than i could.
...
if i stand beside you,
look into your
eyes,
i can almost see a world;
...