Tag: desire

things I cannot tell you

I cannot tell you, for example, that I am resting against the ache of not seeing you rise in the morning to sip your coffee at the window or that the prospect of you is the hidden sun in my throat that glows, that pulls … Continue reading things I cannot tell you

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I am in love with your golden-reds with the sting of restraint with pretending the sweet salt of your palm is mine © Sarah Whiteley

payment

my knowledge of you is not free I pay for it, as one does with any passage - in silences, in glances held in the avid awareness of you alone amongst the crowd, and in relinquishing the oft-sharp joy light must feel in falling upon … Continue reading payment

pearl from shadow

there is no finer promise than the uncertain light which finds you from between the blinds and casts you in bewitching blue - a hue into which my hands are driven to dive - pulling the pearl from the shadow © Sarah Whiteley

no grace in wanting

there is no grace in true wanting - it staggers, and refuses to be written - its divinity locked in the eyes that yours decline ever to meet © Sarah Whiteley