Reckless

I have given you
the gasoline
To light my world on fire
To watch it go up in smoke
From the match I put
in your hands

Falling habit

I’ve fallen into the habit of loving you–

Which is different from falling in love, I suppose–

For habits are harder to break than hearts

Which are easier to keep than promises;

Breath

Let me teach you how to breathe

To take in the world

Slowly

To fill your chest

And expand your breath 

When I Look Into Your Eyes

When I look into your eyes
I see the sky melted
Into tiny pools
Of a river deep enough to drown in
And it’s hard enough to catch my breath
On regular days
But you capture me in waves
And ripple effects
Caused by dimples summoning whirlpools
To drag me deeper

Stringed instrument

I do not wish to be played–

But if you must play me,

Play me close to your chest

Hold me against your body

And let your fingers dance across my skin

As strings;

un.fail

When you let failure gain momentum

take traction

and get a foothold in your memory

It won’t be a polite guest

It won’t sit in it’s corner

and play nice

I Could

I could
Be about you
Let you seep into my poetry
Permeate my thoughts
Possess my will

I could
Play the part
Seduce you
And entrance you
Siren to your ship