I can beg for you,
but we both know your hip could be mine
just with a flick of the hair
and the squeak of rubber
stars lend me their light
(Give me someone to guide)
I do not want to slip
but I had no grip,
Nothing is held back.
I remember your voice,
You laugh, your hands
Falls as snow in my ears
You bend over I'll be you;
I gasped.
damaged, I pointed
Fractions and verticies
(I'm transparent.)
Grass-stain feels like love
bed-hair and morning breath
I fell, (not from grace)
I will never forget how you feel.
I'm letting you in
your claws and you ran down the wall
I mutilated stanza carefully-structured
and my soft thighs
I'll never ask why, it's not your fault-
(had this)
ice in your eyes burn my skin,
turbulent gentle hills and rocks,
That wind-calm
You're what I call home




