Cinnamon

Our love is ours

I can look at you all day

With your pot belly made for pot pies

And smile of pure cinnamon

My body quivers in silent poetry 

in naked presence 

When will you stay

If you have your peace, why do you steal mine

Outside, when in

I have a platinum heart that you want for an exquisite charm on my bracelet
A golden mind that you want for a crown on my head
The diamonds between my thighs you want for a ring on my finger
The silver in my eyes for a chain around my neck
Pearls of my wise words to hang from my ears
My spirit of rhodium will coat the throne upon which I will sit
Beside you
Everything upon me, but nothing left within

Let me be your earth and sky of oxygen
You are the hole in the box I'm trapped in,
but I still can't breathe
because I said I'd love you till my last breath

Love,
m.

Your seeds of sorries are buried in my mind,
where they will grow into another disappointment

Love,

m.

To be

I keep falling for the safety of your circumstances
We both smoke the taboo
Baby, just say
"I'm your man"

Love,

m.

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You are sometimes a demon, sometimes a saviour

Love,

m.

_

I think about the different ways people can hurt me,

except for you.

Love, 

m.

The Light

In Yosemite, California once a year the light hits flawlessly

As the water cascades over the rocks it glistens resembling an angel taking flight

This is you, and what I wait for

For it to be just right

Lost

Here I am again lost in you,

Consumed by the thought of a taste

Love,

m.

Trying to tell the difference between a good man and a good enough man

As I lay on a bed of dying roses, he tells me his passions, but not his secrets

He then holds my gaze with sweet brown eyes and utters no words

What are you thinking, should I be able to tell

Love,

m.