Dawn

On your front porch Where intolerance cowers below a rainbow flag We sat around an ash covered table Listening to a symphony of lively songbirds Sharing cigarettes, tea and sleepy glances Your eyes still struggled to awaken And you hair stuck up in a few places As if it were stretching towards the sky And…

Beneath the Moon

The grass was dewy And cool against my skin The wind danced away With our smoke clouds The sky was black Except for the one light We came out here to see The moon hung high Full bodied and brilliant I kissed you beneath her glow Spring tides were not The only waters disturbed That…

A Million Pieces

I would break my own heart Into a million pieces And scatter them across oceans Let each shard drift as far as it pleases Just to keep you from fully possessing it again A few may find their way back to you For they’ll never quite shake the Stockholm But I’d find comfort in knowing…

Damp

Your body pinned to The wall of the bath while I Kiss from lips to lips SWD 07/2019

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I am scared I am astonished I am anxious I do not know who will open the door I hope it’s one of you I hope it’s both of you For now I’ll wait patiently While things are sorted While emotions are tried on I’ll wait and wildly anticipate Inclusion and acceptance I worry about…

Scars and bumps

All my scars and bumps Are from days when I was young Unafraid to make mistakes To scrape a nose or knee But I have not made a dent in quite some time For fear of adding to the canvas Already covered in mistakes And uneven skin tones And stretch marks And blemishes When did…

Freedom to bloom

Planted in a garden Too small for me to grow Uprooted to a strange city To find myself a home The illuminating lights Warmed me from inside My roots could finally stretch For this garden’s long and wide I came here for the sunlight And abundance of room But stayed for the adventure And freedom…

A Series on a Dusty Bookshelf

I could say I’m an open book But that’s a lie I’m more like a series Lined up in order on a dusty bookshelf The first book gives the reader general insight With twists and turns woven in later chapters I’m happy to lend the first book to anyone willing to read it Some people…

Eggs

We used to share mornings together Filling our brains with coffee And our mouths with eggs Watching the sun peer through the shades You stopped eating eggs And I stopped eating eggs because you stopped eating eggs Not on purpose But because I never liked making them for myself anyway I just liked to see…