Unfold Me

Be my pink champagne stunner shades
make me see the world in a rose tint
Unfold me like a love letter
and taste of every honey-dipped secret
Weigh me down with heavy lidded eyes
and a pair of soft lips
Teach me to fly with a single touch
be the guiding hands upon my hips

Flames

"Nice and cool out here,"
she drawled
It was still 90 out
the sun barely starting to set
its rays turning the hills the color of blood
I could see a fine sheen of sweat
on her upper lip
where a sardonic smile still lingered
She took a long pull on her cigarette
exhaled, said:
"Not so bad once you get used to it."

Where You Are

You reside within
the sunbeams I cup
against my skin
and the daydreams that blossom
before sleep creeps in
You are in the word
I dare not say
in the very first flight
of a bird
or a haunting melody
I hadn't heard

Weapons Drawn

Your side, my side:
definitive lines in the ground
Fingers crooked in eternal condemnation
every weapon drawn
What should be safe haven
is our own personal war zone
Who threw the first stone?