Monday, December 13, 2010

For You

Hold me until all
This harsh wind stops blowing
And we can just be.

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Audience

With headphones on
I can hear your breath
They don't much stop the noises in the room, I'll admit
Because I cannot bring myself to choose a song
More beautiful than the in-and-out rhythm
Of your deep sleep breathe

I am cozy next to that rhythm
As I uncover sectioned off, members-only
Truths to you
About who you are about to start loving
About the boy-ish swerve my manhood keeps taking
And the manly way I brave my everyday
But those truths can wait
And slowly appear
As you pull the sheets over your head
And the curtain up on my life
The different actors
In different roles
All cast as myself
Will put on a show
But just know
That I will be sitting next to you in the audience
Too afraid to ask
"Well, what do you think?"

Your breath is rough and manly
Like your beard that leaves my neck raw from deep kisses
There is nothing boyish about the lover under
Sheets
Beside me
But there are gentle exhales filled with need
And dreams
And questions
While I might not have all the answers
I will be here
Beside you
And your arms
And your chest
And your worst
And your best
Showing you what I know
And resting as your pillow